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Tides Ablaze
No wind, no rain, no movement for as far as the eye could see. The captain paced on the deck behind the helm. Ten days they have been stuck in the same place. Bobbing along with the ripples of the current but not progressing anywhere. The captain has traveled these waters for years and has never seen this before. If he didn’t figure something out now, he would probably end up with mutiny on his hands. The captain slammed his fist on the table before he picked up his spyglass, to see just sea and rocks. As he was looking out into the vast abyss he heard shouting coming from below the deck.The s...
Chance and Choice
Chance and Choice (With regard to Casual Bravery overcoming Discomfort) By Vivi Sojorhn A millennium and more years ago, there was a Lama who was the right hand to his life-long friend, the emperor. They lived www.onedoor.ccin a large empire surrounded by craggy mountains, so that it was very difficult to get to or away from. Sometimes it is known as Shangri-la, and sometimes as Shambala. Early in the Emperor’s reign, he decided to take a wife and sent his friend, the Holy Man, to find a wife for him, and bring her back over the treacherous mountains.The Holy Man argued that he should not be the one to choo...
One Last Guest
Disgraced.Unworthy.Failure.Words seldom uttered amongst kings. Except for every would-be king since Old King Angus decided that a puzzle should determine who would next take the throne. Prince or peasant—no matter, as long as they were smart enough to solve it. Angus was one for fair play. “And curse him,” Smith muttered. “Devil of a man.” The canary in the tower corner chirped.“Well, curse you too,” said Smith. “You haven’t helped at all. And I fed you.”Smith remembered, on several occasions, the dead canaries that fell from the tower window, starved or murdered by the current tower guest. H...
Flashback Through Time
I was walking with my sister when we passed a house. My head throbbed, as I flew into a memory. I was 17, walking past the same house with my mom, watching the houses as we passed them. All of a sudden my mom stopped. I was confused. Why were we stopping? Then I saw it. There was a tear of light. I could hear the clashing of metal. Then I raced back to the present. No! I needed that memory! My eyes fluttered open, and I was laying in bed with a cold towel draped on my forehead. My brother and his sons were sitting beside my bed. I sat up, and they ran over to hug me. Apparently, I had passed ...