Snow Angel_Artisan_Fortune_The Bell Tower
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Snow Angel
Dani and Chris have been dating two summers back. They met when her parents needed help with keeping their land and Chris answered that call. Now seventeen both seniors. It’s the last class of the day. Dani fell asleep drifting off to a winter wonderland behind her parents farmhouse. It’s five miles from the pond they play at during the summer and another five miles from the four lane where she gets dropped off from the bus. Her parents own ten acres of flat land and it’s breathtaking when the fresh snow lays softly covering everything in sight. Trees look like like they have been sprinkled wi...
Artisan
Artisan We www.onedoor.ccall saw him come in to town. All dressed in a long black coat, crisp white shirt and a tall top hat. I marveled at how white his shirt was, leading his cart around the dusty street. As he walked into town, he didn’t say much, just inquired about empty space among and by the storefronts, finally finding a spot he liked. The only person he talked to much was the sawmill man, Oscar. Oscar told us the man walked to his place and asked for just so many and so long of plain boards: didn’t tell Oscar what he wanted them for, and was real clear about what he wanted. When it came time to pic...
Fortune
Ulysses Thrash, a man of Fortune, rode north on his black Andalusian. The sun reflected off every silver stud on his belt and saddle.The shadows had grown long on his right when Thrash spotted another rider coming south. A much younger man. He sat on a dirty draft horse. He wore no hat, nor even boots. His bare feet were easily spotted as the horse bore no saddle or stirrups. The rider stopped in the middle of the road under the shade of an oak and sat looking south. As he approached, Thrash tipped his hat to the young man with a smile. The stranger stared past him. Thrash expected to move pas...
The Bell Tower
Dark clouds hung ominously over the horizon as the North wind swept over the land, forcing the lush green landscape to obey its every command. In my confusion, I had been unaware of the changes taking place around me. Now my heart, which just yesterday was so light and filled with love, felt as heavy as the tree before me, bent by the weight of its fruit and perilously close to losing its bounty to the angry wind.Gabriel’s outburst of anger only confirmed the feeling deep in my heart that he did not truly love me. “How could it be,” I cried, “that the love I felt so strongly, and have given of...