The One Percent_Solid Support_Fantasy is not always fictional._The SuperHealer
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The One Percent
The most remarkable thing about me is my name. Prometheus Adolphus Black. It sounds like the name of someone’s superhero alter ego, or like some kind of video game villain that’s nearly unbeatable. It rolls off the tongue in a way that’s a little bit too pretentious for my taste, but it sure is unusual. One in a million.More like 31 in 325 million. One of .000008%. More people are killed by lighting strikes each year. Other than that, I’m about as exciting as a dead squirrel on the side of the road. “Please clear you desks of anything other than your pencils,” my trigonometry teacher droned. ...
Solid Support
Author's note- this is a variation on the opening of a novel about Red Ronin. I have posted five, one for each prompt, as an ambitious attempt to support the big anniversary of Reedsy. They all follow separate characters, but I recommend reading "Devil Take the Hindmost" last because it has the largest cast, several of whom are introduced earlier. Solid Support The call is the sort I always answer. Thunderclap engaged enemies without waiting for backup or support. He chased Purple Ninja after she hit an armored car and walked into some sort of ambush. It seems someone killed him and is screami...
Fantasy is not always fictional.
It was an ordinary day, Raunit woke up from the dream as his mum was scolding 'Raunit you don't want to go to school? Get up you are getting late.' Raunit get ready while eating his breakfast he said to his Mumma '' MAA can dreams come true?'' His mother said, of course, my son '' If you work hard it will. Now finish your breakfast otherwise you will miss your bus''. Raunit was sitting on the window side of his bus and he was thinking about his dream, then his friend came and asked Hey Raunit have you done your homework. He said yes how can I forget about this homework as it is my favorite top.www.onedoor.cc..
The SuperHealer
Craig Miller was walking home from work one day, when he heard someone cough from across the road. Now, Craig had heard many people cough before, though this time it made him feel different. He did not feel uneasy because of the cough, or have any worries of himself getting sick, it was more of an inspired feeling. He felt tingles up his back that kind of tickled, his ears perked up, and his hands began to shake, but not in a bad way. Initially, Craig had no idea what was going on, and could not figure out why his body was acting this way. Even though he and the person who coughed were still w...