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Raek in the park
‘AAhhhhhhh!! Gross!!! I don’t believe it! I was sure I was side-stepping this pile of dog crap! Ugh, this smell hopefully won’t follow me to work!’ Said the man walking at the dog park. His shoe had unfortunately met a pile of dog waste on the dirt path. However, he was in fact correct when he chose to shift his right foot 5 cm to the left of the pile of dog poo. He, unfortunately, was not aware that there was someone else nearby that, by other means unbeknownst to this human, had moved that pile of dog feces 5 cm to the left as well. This set the scene perfectly for that nauseatingly satisfy...
Halls of the Forgotten
“First day, huh?” “How do you know?” “You are about to enter the Halls of the Forgotten instead of the Forgotten Halls. Common mistake. Fatal, too.” “Haha, okay, okay I see it. You’re just fucking with the new guy.” “Do I look like I want to have intercourse with you?” “That’s not… what I meant.” “I know. Now I was fucking with you. But seriously, don’t go through that door.” “Why? What’s there?” “I've no idea.” “And don’t you feel curious? I thought knowledge was our muse and mistress around here. It is a fucking library after all, what could be so dangerous? The books in there are so bad th...
The Fae of the Sea
People have always known about the fae. Lessons are taught from birth on how to keep safe, to keep the only freedoms that are certain. There are common lists in every town. Never stray from the paths, or venture into the forest after dark. The faeries know better than to visit the beaten paths, where they are at risk from hunters and mages, looking to use their inborn magic for their own gain, but off of common paths and trails, the fae host constant revels, and no one is safe from the celebrations. After dark is the same story, but more frightening. They slip through the shadows cast from la...
A gift of great worth
Princess Jade of Cainan knelt on the woven rug and grasped the old woman’s warm, crinkled hands. The hands shook in hers and the watery eyes steadily gazed into her own, pouring deep sadness into Jade’s soul. “He doesn’t remember me.” A flood of despair. A fierce love. The emotions poured into Jade. The wavery voice continued. “Sixty years we have lived side by side, serving our people, leading our family, enduring great loss and knowing greater joy.” The old woman drew a ragged breath. “It is all gone. He asks to go home. I cannot comfortwww.onedoor.cc one who believes me a stranger at worst, a nursemaid...