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Mar 26, 2024 | 
jmg.bmj.com | Terri McVeigh |Kevin Monahan |Joseph Christopher |Nick EJ West
DiscussionThe term LLS refers to an intermediate state of testing, and not a distinct heritable syndrome per se, and has therefore never been clearly defined despite advances in molecular testing and evaluation. Thus, some authors have suggested that the term may cause confusion and is redundant and should not be used.35 37 38 The consensus in this meeting was that the term ‘u-dMMR’ more accurately reflected intermediate and/or uncertainty in testing for dMMR cancers.
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Dec 30, 2023 | 
nick-west.medium.com | Nick EJ West
The portal keeper rested her elbows on her heavy, mahogany desk. Next to her right arm was a long feathered quill and jar of ink. There was no high-tech apparatus on the desk or in the room. Not like the fancy screens in the medics room that Marra operated with a flick of the wrist. Everything looked old, very old. In front of her, there was a book the size of a breeze block open until the last few pages. The left page was extravagantly illustrated with geometric shapes.
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Dec 28, 2023 | 
nick-west.medium.com | Nick EJ West
A tall, slender man with a jet-black ponytail faced the wall opposite the boy. He was wearing a white short-sleeved medics tunic that showed off the definition in his aqua-blue arms. He was fiddling with geometric dials on a transparent screen, pausing every so often to assess his workings. Satisfied with his work, he prodded the screen once more with his long alien-like index finger and turned around.
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Dec 27, 2023 | 
nick-west.medium.com | Nick EJ West
The boy’s eyes snapped open. Through blurred vision, he just about made out Ivaylo disappearing into the ground — his wolf’s claws clinging onto his coattails for dear life while disappearing after him. Before he could register what was going on, his wrists, too, were bound by off-white vines sprouting from the ground. His arms lengthened in their sockets, and he was dragged in the direction Ivaylo had vanished. The black rock beneath him gave way like sand falling from an hourglass.
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Dec 26, 2023 | 
nick-west.medium.com | Nick EJ West
The boy thumped into the back of Alexander as if he’d crashed into someone too slow to get off a slide. Wherever they’d landed, it didn’t feel as loving and joyous as where they’d come from. The ground was cold and sticky and the energy dense and restrictive. The sky glowed blood red, dotted with dying stars that gave just enough light to see Ivaylo’s pale complexion. Ivaylo illuminated the area. The light bounced off ice-cold jagged rock which stood no more than two meters on either side of them.
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Dec 24, 2023 | 
nick-west.medium.com | Nick EJ West
As the boy walked through the plaza he felt Oro’s presence stronger than ever. He didn’t need his eyes to show him what he already knew. Oro had joined his soul. This comforted the boy and he walked at peace. Andrea noticed the boy’s calm demeanor and couldn’t help but glow in delight. She took his hand and whispered in his ear: “’ I’m proud of you”. The plaza wasn’t its buzzing self. The music had stopped and not a single soul rushed across the courtyard to portals or debriefing stations.
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Dec 20, 2023 | 
nick-west.medium.com | Nick EJ West
A dejected-looking boy slung himself down onto a corner seat of the Gammy Leg. “Why is this happening to me?” He said, folding his arms and ducking his chin into his chest like a spoiled child. “I’ll ‘av none of that talk, laddy.” Replied Alexander. Andrea flew down in front of the boy and placed the tip of her wing under the boy’s chin, raising it until he looked her in the eyes. “They’re right,” she said. The boy didn’t say a word. He darted a look at Bev for support.
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Dec 19, 2023 | 
nick-west.medium.com | Nick EJ West
The companions were chatting and laughing when the door to the gammy leg burst open. Jeremiah walked in flanked by two Golden Retrievers. They stood twice as tall as Jermimiah; their furry golden coats glowed purple, and they appeared to have a third eye in the middle of their foreheads. “Oh do come on! The committee is waiting for you,” Said Jerimiah, his body shaking with rage. Bev and her new friends were propped up against the bar, devouring the pig with their fingers.
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Dec 18, 2023 | 
nick-west.medium.com | Nick EJ West
They reached the base of the giant wall. Once inside, the holographic Jermimiah vanished and the real one stepped forward with his arms wide open: “Welcome to the Golden Gateway”. He gave a dramatic twirl, hoping for an amazed response from his guests. They cranked their necks taking in their surroundings; each nodding their heads in approval like tourists in a modern art museum. Jerimiah let out a sigh at their lack of enthusiasm. “Don’t know why I bother sometimes,” he muttered under his breath.
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Dec 15, 2023 | 
nick-west.medium.com | Nick EJ West
They’d been hopping for what seemed like hundreds of Earth hours. Andrea was kneeling over Ivaylo, doing her best to bring him back around. She knew he’d be okay, but to what extent the darkness touched him, she didn’t know. Alexander wedged himself into the pilot’s seat. He looked busy trying to find out where they were headed, but in truth, he couldn’t get the last images of Rorzak out of his mind. He’d lost great warriors, great souls, great friends in battle before– it never got easier.
