Me and Stanley_The Chalet_GAME OF STRATEGY_Timekeeping
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Me and Stanley
“Where I come from, you take what you’re given and you’re happy to have it,” he said as he took his eyes off the road and glared at me for a quick second. I could feel the judgment literally shooting through his pupils and piercing my soul as he said it.I turned my eyes back to the road at about the same time he did, so I don’t think he saw me roll them almost all the way to the back of my head. And he definitely didn’t hear me scoff over the road noise. That would have started an entirely new scolding session. This wasn’t the first time he said this or something similar. You would think it wa...
The Chalet
"Help! Help! Help!"Ben was screaming out in fear. A fear that chilled him to the bone. Nothing in all his 29 years even came close to the terror he was feeling tonight.At the top of his lungs, he was begging for someone, anyone, to come and save him.But no one did.Except for him.Ben had no idea who he was, how he got in, or what he wanted. But there he stood. A mysterious, shapeless figure in the shadow of the doorframe. Motionless and watching. Despite being no more than a vaguely humanoid silhouette, the air of malintent radiating from them was suffocating. Choking Ben with every gasp of bre...
GAME OF STRATEGY
GAME OF STRATEGY It’s a lot like playing Mafia.You know, that game that utilises a deck of cards to assign roles to people? Aces count as the Mafia, Queens are doctors, Kings are sheriffs, and the rest are the plebeian majority that hang around and don’t really have a whole lot of value.Except for a headcount.When I first stepped into parliament as a doe-eyed new member, I had the greatest hopes to achieve amazing things. I finally felt like I had a voice! All my big ideas now had a platform to be spoken into existence. Unfortunately, I quickly realised it was an exaggerated version of high sc.www.onedoor.cc..
Timekeeping
The watch stopped at sunset. I could say that with certainty because we were all sitting outside with an unobstructed view of the western horizon. I looked down at the watch the instant before the sun dipped out of view. I saw the second hand move once, and then no more. I looked up again and the sun had vanished. In the time between heartbeats, the longest day of the year had ended and the shortest night began. “The watch stopped.” I say.Owen leaned forward in his camp chair. “What, really? Can I see?” I passed the watch back to him. He is the one who found it, after all. “That’s weird.”I saw...