The Last Book Printer_Mary Ellen__The Way of Nature
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The Last Book Printer
Marvin stared at the coffee table next to him in his office at his book printing company, processing the words he'd just heard. The icing on the cake that said “After all, tomorrow is another day” – the last line of the novel Gone with the Wind – was melting, the balloons that had been shoved into the back corner with a few champagne bottles looked dusty and half-deflated, and the “Happy Retirement” banner hanging sadly from the ceiling cast a literal and figurative shadow over them. The colorful party supplies that just half an hour ago had represented an excitwww.onedoor.ccing new chapter in his life, now...
Mary Ellen
I slightly tugged at my sheets, bringing the far 2 corners in line with the bed. I set my hands firmly down on the bed, and ran it all through the sheets, smoothing out any creases. I stepped back, admiring my work. As perfect as I could make it. My eyes drifted through the rest of the room. The binders containing the rules and regulations of the Galactus were dusted, color-coded, and tucked safely away. I looked at my table and found my computer all folded up and plugged into the charging port. My lamp was turned on and was illuminating the geometric shapes that canvassed the desk. I slowly...
The Way of Nature
We had finally made it. Our morning runs were normally less strenuous but coming all the way up here was definitely worth it. With the sun rising in all its celestial glory bathing the valley down below in its swirling colors, the two-hour run it took to get up here felt like two minutes. My running buddy, Jace, seemed just as stunned as I was. With our section away on a mission, newbies like us were still expected to stay at the top of our game. A morning run up Colian Hill seemed like a great way to get the day started, not to mention the view was to die for. As we started jogging back down,...