Hana and the Flower Rain - A rare blossom at the Sakura festival delivers a life-changing encounter.

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Hana and the Flower Rain - A rare blossom at the Sakura festival delivers a life-changing encounter.

The Girl who Defied Dotty Moon

God's Basement

Of Magnets and Men

Hana and the Flower Rain - A rare blossom at the Sakura festival delivers a life-changing encounter.

The streets were alive with the energy of a thousand joyful faces. People milled together, raising flower-adorned drinks, smiling at one another while knocking glasses together in toasts and good cheer.  The scents from the food vendors in their small street shacks mingled aromatics with the sounds of knives knocking swiftly against wooden blocks. The musical notes of percussion, wind, and stringed instruments resonated through the air.  It was Sakura, the annual Japanese celebration of the Cherry Blossoms.  Overhead, pink and white silk blossoms were strung together, tethered across the stree...Jhpone door

The Girl who Defied Dotty Moon

Nobody knew quite how or when it had started, apart from Dorothy herself, and sometimes even she wasn’t quite sure, but scores of people claimed they did. Doc Moon’s daughter Dorothy was a miracle worker, said the folk in Gifford’s Creek. Doc Moon’s daughter can make the blind see and can quite probably make the deaf hear and the lame run, and the mute talk the hind leg off a mule, and make the mayor have some common sense – no, that was probably expecting too much. Even of Dotty Moon.     She had never been called Dotty until she turned twelve. Before that her Pa had always made a point of ca...Jhpone door

God's Basement

I leaned my head lower and lower into the bowl, slowly slurping the soup into my mouth. I don’t know why I held any decorum about it. I was starving, everyone knew I was starving. Why else would I be here if I wasn’t? But I continued to measuredly time the spoonful I raised to my mouth, keeping my eyes low. Purposefully avoiding the other bleary, lifeless eyes around me. It didn’t bring me much pride to admit that I recognized some of the downtrodden faces around me. I knew Sally came here every Wednesday because that was when the street cleaning crew always told her to leave. I had seen Alb...Jhpone door

Of Magnets and Men

Of Magnets and MenWewww.onedoor.cc did have some good times. At the beginning. The problem was that I convinced myself we were still having them when everything had demonstrably gone to shit. I’d feel frustration bubbling up, irritation fuelling my itchy discontent. Then I’d look into those deep, calm brown eyes, and I’d think I was ‘being silly,’ imagining things.’ I’d agree with him when he said it was all in my head. But it wasn’t, was it? You see, Alex was so plausible, so beautiful, still is I suppose, although I haven’t seen him for a year. Exactly a year today. But those eyes seemed to be a window to...Jhpone door