Tempus_Vanity_THE SMALL WOODEN BOX_The Island of Mist
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Tempus
The building was brick and pwww.onedoor.ccerfectly normal, on a perfectly normal street, in the middle of a perfectly normal town. At first glance or even the second, Tempus Institue didn't look like the type of place housing the world’s most renowned technological advancement. Knowing that it was, and having to face the reality of needing to walk through its perfectly normal front door in just a few short moments, had Gina’s stomach in knots. “If you keep twirling that strand of hair around your finger you're gonna end up with a bald spot.” Gina spun around and smiled, relief written all over her face. “I...
Vanity
Geoff was always a bit of a prankster, but he was my only buddy back in those days, so I gave him lots of leeway. Like my twenty-fifth birthday, for example. I was waiting for the punchline after tearing the wrapping paper off what appeared to be a large pane of framed glass.Geoff clapped me on the shoulder. “Happy birthday, man,” he said with an inscrutable look on his face.I turned my attention back to the gift. The perimeter of the glass was an ornate frame of some sort of dark wood, with intricate hand-carved characters. There were angels and demons, warriors and wizards, kings and commone...
THE SMALL WOODEN BOX
It was a good day for Grace Templeton.It was a bad day for Jonas Bard.Jonas managed to reach the bank just a few minutes before it closed.The teller frowned as she looked at the withdrawal amount. The other tellers were starting to close their cash drawers, while she was trying to garner up the large amount that was being withdrawn.Jonas had carried a small wooden box with him to the bank. The teller put the stack of bills in two envelopes. She gave the two envelopes to Jonas. He placed them into his box and placed the little lock on the box. No one would ever suspect that the little locked b...
The Island of Mist
The sky was so dark it looked black as pitch. Millions of stars glistened and sparkled in the black landscape. Thick stray clouds masked out the moon, filling the sky with a gloomy silver light. The warm glow of the dimly lit lamps became the only lights to see by. The ocean stood motionless in the calm of the night. All of the crew were below deck sleeping. They were used to the sea rocking the ship and could sleep through it. Captain Scar stood quietly at the wheel steering the ship. He was the only one awake and enjoyed the solitude he had in the dead of night. It gave him time. Time to th...