The Vortex_The Australia_5:27 a.m._A Witch in the system
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The Vortex
“So, this has been here how long?” Jonesey asked, swirling pink vortex spinning two feet away his friend Jack’s commode.“Sometimes while I was showering this morning. I came in, put my clothes down, and brushed my teeth. Everything was fine then. Next thing I know there’s a rave going on in my bathroom. I almost walked into the damned thing. Instead I slipped bacwww.onedoor.cckwards and went heels over ass in the shower.”“Lucky you,” Jonesey said.“Are you being sarcastic or sincere?”“I’m not sure. Cracking your head open might have been better than touching this...whatever it is.” Jones put his hand close ...
The Australia
I, the great explorer Benjamin Weird, have discovered a new species! (Or I believe I have. I am not all that learned in biology. They did give me a manual of all discovered flora and fauna, but even on this long voyage I have been to lazy to do more than skim. The book is nearly too heavy to lift anyway.) Let me begin to describe this species. The first quality of interest is that this species seems to have no bones, much like an octopus. When we first pulled it out of the sea I thought we had run into a bad patch of seaweed, it was so entangled around the lobster crates. Out of water it flops...
5:27 a.m.
The willow in my dreams stood above ten feet tall, rain heavily assaulting it and battering it, the droplets riveting the leaves so as to not sway under the harsh winds. I was unable to move as I watched this willow begin to drown in the never-ending rain, and it dawned on me that this willow must be dying. A crack of thunder and the whip of the lightning forced my mind to jump, as my body stayed stone still. I could hear the willow weeping, each bullet of rain that fell off the willow's branches vibrating violently in my cranium. The sound makes me want to grip my head in agony as I crumble t...
A Witch in the system
“Jenny! Jenny! The computer won’t start again.”“Have you tried saying please?”“How would that help?”“It’s a magic thing Mom, it usually starts if you ask it nicely.”“It’s not working Jen, can you fix it for me honey?”Jenny put down the dishes and went through to the lounge. She waited patiently, drying her hands on a dish cloth while her mother heaved herself out of the office chair and made space at the keyboard.When she had finally shuffled out of the way Jenny sat down and pressed the computer’s start button, sending the tiniest spark of magical energy through her thumb.“Come on, Princess,...