The Switch_THE UNOFFICAL, DECLASSIFIED, SNIPE HUNT_Viva la Revolution_Asleep Among the Stars
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The Switch
Juliet woke up in a soft, warm bed lined with heaters. The white starchy blanket curled up around her toes, and when she looked to the side, Tsar, her parrot, cawed beside her. When she looked to the other side, a row of maids stood, waiting for her to wake. Her handmaiden, Dani, gently took off her night clothes and before Juliet could get a smooth breath, the corset and cinches were strapped tightly around it, constricting her lungs. “Dani, darling, can’t I leave it off?” she asked. Dani, shaking her head, replied. “Princess, that won’t be. Your Mother and Father request such.” Juliet huffed...
THE UNOFFICAL, DECLASSIFIED, SNIPE HUNT
THE UNOFFICIAL, DECLASSIFIED, SNIPE HUNT“That’s the thing about this city…it’s just brimming with love.” Alan said, leaning in for the kiss. The scenery was perfect. They were on top of a skyscraper, a large Valentine’s Day billboard behind them, and a view of the bustling city and its sparkling lights glittering in the dark. But Laura turned away and stood up. www.onedoor.cc“Alan, there’s something that I must tell you.” “Oh no.” Aaron said in a whisper.“Oh he’s dead.” Mike whispered back.“Shhh they’ll hear us!” Tim shushed.“Oh good because there’s something I want to ask, or uh, tell, you.” Alan said, fin...
Viva la Revolution
“How does a kingdom run, with their mighty ruler gone?”Our revolution started off very small, with only me and five others who were brave enough to speak out against this tyrant. My name is Azarin Frioster and I started the revolution against King Giakja.We started in the deep grain fields which we sat in trying to hide ourselves from the world and any soldier who could hear us. At this point in the gigantic timeline, any person who dared to speak out got taken away and nobody knew what happened to them after. My friend Nesta had gathered us together with a simple letter on a piece of parchmen...
Asleep Among the Stars
Asleep Among the Stars By Robert Consiglio “We are in scanner range of the bogey, Captain,” says First Communications Officer Borlov. “It’s definitely a ship of some sort, but it has no heat signature. It appears to have lost power.” What could it be doing here, so far from any planetary system? the Captain thinks, swiveling his command chair slightly to glance at Borlov, who is bent over his computer, scanning and analyzing the mystery ship. “Well?” enquires the Captain, adjusting his cap, upon which is emblazoned the blue dragon of the Artican Space Corps. “The ship’s life...