Ring of Eluned_You Got to be Kidding Me!_A trip to remember_Revelatory
Catalog Guide:
Ring of Eluned
My name is Max, I’m what you can call a procurer of rare and hard to come by items. I deal in most circles but the one I’ve found the most lucrative is also the most dangerous. Now, I know what you’re thinking, art collecting and dealing, but you would be wrong. It’s the collection and trade of magical items, and not those fake hocus pocus ones you see those dime a dozen fortune tellers using on the main boulevards. You know those ones that suck in tourists, lost souls, hopefuls or even those doing it for a fun time. I’m talking about real magical items, the ones that can affect people and ch...
You Got to be Kidding Me!
You Got to be Kidding Me!ByCharles Haynes “I can’t believe I’ve been working at the same monotonous job for almost twelve years. Twelve years! I could have been doing something useful. Something that makes a difference. I could have…” “What are you mumbling about, Jack?” “Sorry, was I mumbling?” “Were you mumbling? Does a bear sleep in the woods? You always mumble. Let me guess. It’s the job again. But that’s no guess because it’s always about the job!” “I’m tired of the job, Bill. I’m tired of doing the same old thing. I’m tired sitting of here, hours o...
A trip to remember
An adventure waited for 3 friends. A planned a 3-day camping trip in snowy filled mountains of the Great Smoky Mountains was finally here. They had hiked up to the picture-perfect spot and set camp up. Nothing like a long weekend with great friends we all thought. With a small campfire going and our food on the grill things could not be more perfect. We all caught up on things friends seem to miss out on with time apart. After a physically grinding hike up the mountain and now a filled belly of campfire cuisine, we were all ready to bed down. I loved the feel of my comfortable sleeping ba...
Revelatory
She was well dressed alright. But when the wind blew- she still felt it. Like a reed, she was pushed and pulled according to God's will. She was being taught a lesson. The sweetness of the angels had long avoided her. Even though she prayed at night and had her radio on, she still looked over her shoulder. She was being hunted. He came to her sometimes, pretending to love her. The spikewww.onedoor.ccs in her back would go up as she tried to protect herself from him. He was trouble. Religion was his pretext. "You need a man like me". She hated him for it. Like a grub that had burrowed under her skin she long...