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For the umpteenth time Rev decided to choose the path less travelled, or so she hoped. Down the road and around the corner there was a pathway that one day, she had to meander down, just to see. See what? She had no clue, but these mystery walkways disappearing into the woods, were always a draw. Forever and a day, random side adventures captured her imagination, interest, and curiosity. Today’s scene reflected her past which has now led to an interesting path to her future. It was the many moments as a little kid disappearing into the www.onedoor.ccwoods where Rev found so many treasures. The best trophi...
Ten Seconds of Silence
Sweat dripped down his face. 10、 His heart banged against his chest in a rapid rhythm. 9、 Glancing down, he let out a curse and clenched his shaking hands. 8、 Was his mouth dry? Or was he just imagining it? 7、 He almost forgot about the countdown that seemed to mock him with every count. 6、 The muscles in his neck contracted as he attempted to swallow, the invisible blockage making it near impossible. 5、 Eyes flickered from his hand to the blue and red wires. It was so easy. It could be done in a second. 4、 The sweat on his palms made the device in his hand slippery, his thumb resting on th...
Choice kingdom
The soft grass tickling my feet, the sweet smell of cherry blossoms. The light gently caresses my hair. It all seems so familiar, yet so foreign.To think that only two days ago, I was wrapped up safely in a blanket. Now, I am here. Looking out at the ocean that seemingly stretches to eternity. Yet, it had to be fate.I ponder briefly, what I would be doing right now had I not taken that wrong turn. Had I not opened that ever so peculiar door carved into the mountain? Stepping through was as though stepping into another world. One without judgment, without fear, and free of expectations. It wa...
J-Wocking
TW:Swearing, hunting, and references of a pop-cultural nature.“That’s why you never go outside? Because you were bitten?” Esmerelda asked Merl, her ghillie.He shrugged. “Four more dawns and I’d be a monster for the rest of my life. Staying down here doesn’t seem so bad compared to that.” He chugged whiskey from the bottle.Darren looked away from Merl’s gnarled face. Esme’s son looked up to the ghillie as a father figure. The thought of the grey-haired grouch turning into something they’d have to kill put a lemon sucking look on the teen’s face.“I know I should have told you before, but I’ve be...