Story cover for Starline Arcade by nobodywasthere789
Starline Arcade
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Complete, First published Feb 08
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It's the 1980s in the dying American town of Marygold, where the abandoned Starline Arcade hums. Beneath its flickering lights, a boy with a Midas touch can turn anything he lays his hands on into gleaming gold - beautiful, untouchable, and utterly lifeless. Across town, a girl carries a darker gift: everything she touches withers into rot, crumbling to ruin at her fingertips.

Starline Arcade watches as two cursed hands orbit each other and, inevitably, collide.
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Sweat trailed down her back as she ran with all her might. Blood slowly flowed out the long cut in her thigh. Loud snarls could be heard from behind her as the inhuman beings chased her with unimaginable speed. She couldn't scream, she was afraid and no one could help her. All she could do was cry. She bared the pain shooting through her limbs. Thick darkness surrounded her under the moonless sky and she found herself tumbling down a hill. She felt a snap and hit her head as she rolled to a stop at the bottom of the hill. Everywhere hurt. She tried moving but couldn't bare it. She cried more and groaned as her life flashed before her eyes. Then, everywhere was suddenly quiet. She breathed hard in fear. Just when she started getting a little hope, something sharply dug its fingers into her hand and a loud deafening shriek was heard, followed by an ear piercing scream...