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Drenched In Sappho's Blood, I Fight For You
Everything I have done was done in love, yet the need for revenge has clouded my clear skies and blotted out the clear truth I once lived by. Now, my heart burns with anger and misery as we stare one another down across the rubble. She looks beautiful, her hair flying out around her in the wind, her eyes blazing. I used to know those eyes so well, I could always tell what they were feeling, but now they pierce right through me and I feel that I am looking at a stranger. She stands tall, her sword clasped tight in one hand, her long knife in the other. That knife was a gift from me, years ago. ...
Ending and Beginning: a Camino de Santiago Story
Nadia was navigating the GPS route on her app while holding Michi, her 2-year old labrador on lead as they zigzagged their way through rush hour traffic in Oviedo, the capital of Asturias, the start of their Camino de Santiago⓵. It had been quite a whirlwind year for her and she was just glad that she managed to get there safely, and with the pup in tow too. As her mind wandered off, she failed to spot the step on the broad pavement and her ankle gave in, twisted, and lunged her whole body and the 10kg backpack she was carrying forward.“Aaaarghhh…” she shouted.In that splitwww.onedoor.cc second she realised...
In A Dark Forest
Eleven year-old Emma Rosewood stared out the window, searching the dark forest. Only minutes ago she had seen a bright red flash, and was waiting to see it again. Emma wondered what it had been. She knew it was ridiculous, but she couldn’t stop herself from hoping it was magic. It could be, though, right? She was just starting to turn away from the window when she saw another flash—it was in the same spot, this time blue. Emma stared hard out into the dark night again. Nothing. Should I go or stay? Emma frowned, then made her decision. She would wait till everyone was asleep, then sneak out to...
Cats Rarely Do
Cat’s do not have a perception of time nor do they care about it and anything it touches, cat's rarely do. They go where they want, hunt where they want and sleep where they want, even if it happens to be an ancient temple of an old god. An acropolis from a land that was once covered in lush jungles, fields of fertile soil and swelling rivers which emptied into a sparkling sea. This land was called G’Usha and its capital was the seaside city of Orn’th. There were said to be many gods in G’Usha but the one worshiped in Orn’th was B’tha, the god of hunting and prosperity. Prayers to the god wer...