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Curiosity Killed the Man
‘Twas a busy, bright, and humid day as the beating sun www.onedoor.ccbore down on the denizens of The Town Olivia. Everyone had places to appear, missions to partake, and journeys to see through. If one were to rest in The Town Olivia, sojourn must they, for if one were to entertain settlement it would surely be the grave. The Town Olivia was rather small, yet a hefty fog entombed the busiest of its streets. What with the fog and the dense population, I, with no destination, traveled a road only few have known; so few, the fog ne’er dared a plume to find scarce food. Having turned the corner, trees and tow...
Bring it home
The following is based on a true story from the accounts of my Grandfather.A tear of sweat slid down his brow and onto his cheek. But he never flinched. His focus was on one absolute certainty, that with two outs, a second strike and facing the end of the ninth inning, it was all up to Alan to bring his team home, and show these Yanks how the game of baseball was played by the boys under the Southern Cross. His arms were heavy and his hands were blistered, the lack of wrapping around the bat digging into his skin, but still he never flinched.His adversary, standing at the mound was the biggest...
The Follicle Chronicles - Pt 1: Lifter of Wigs
CW: Swearing. Mild Peril.I didn’t realise how pale people from the city looked until I moved away. Tove thinks the urban water supply is laced with hair growth inhibitors, and I believe her—that would explain why everyone is hairless and smooth all over. Now that we’re convalescing at the cabin, our detox pathways have had a chance to eliminate the chemicals completely, and our follicles are sprouting for the first time. I don’t know what the history books will say, and I don’t want to speak too soon or sound arrogant, but this feels like a nascent revolution. Mornings at the cabin are perfec...
The Mission for Murphey: After All This I Sure Do Hope I Marry This Woman
My clothes were stained with mustard and pickle juice. My hair was disheveled. My chest was heaving in a desperate attempt to suck in more air. My knees and an elbow were scraped. A shard of glass was embedded in my forehead! And my bike? Completely totaled. “I….” I sh-“ I wheezed. “I should have… ordered… the damn thing online!” _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-For as long as I’ve known my current girlfriend Murphey, she’s been completely obsessed with video games. She plays action-adventure and the roleplaying ones, some sports simulators, farming games, and anime video...