the great grandma_The Copia of Cannam_December 6th, 1941_The Christmas Murder
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the great grandma
Hi, it's me Lucy. I have blonde short hair with some brown streaks I it. I love my shirt with you dream you believe on it and my jean shorts with butterfly on them. I have a friend named Josh he is the best. He has brown hair and every time he sees me his his cheeks turn pink he mostly wears tuxedos shirts with black jeans. I'm going to spend Halloween night in the graveyard with him he said he had never been in a graveyard before he’s a little scared. On Halloween night my mom took us to the graveyard when we got there, we unpacked food, sleeping bags, and some more stuff. After we finish un...
The Copia of Cannam
The Northern Ocean was dead calm on the day that Captain Sice Halland and his crew sailed in searcwww.onedoor.cch of the fabled Copia of Cannam. The clouds on the horizon, only just risen into sight, softly framed the vast expanse of dark sky above them. Thousands of distant stars could be counted and a faint Seren, the smallest moon, was barely perceptible, showing only a thin sliver and concealing her remainder in darkness. The bow of the Fox cut through the calm dark water's surface with a surgical precision. There was a constant, resonant hiss as its silver-plated hull scraped along the blanket formed b...
December 6th, 1941
December 6, 1941 A bright blue sky for a hundred miles west ended the day. Cool mountain breezes, from the snowcapped Sierras, blew across the lowlands. A short hike to the edge of town, Alex and John searched for the house known as “Decay and Splendor.” Hidden among a neighborhood of pines, the gothic manor sat empty and foreboding. Boarded-up windows and tangled vines hid a once beautiful home fallen from glory. Dead leaves scented the air and swished along a buried sidewalk as they approached. Statues and figurines of white marble peeked out among the overgrown brambles. As they approached ...
The Christmas Murder
RING! RING! RING! went the phone. I reached out to grab it. “Detective Aria Brielle speaking. How may I help you?” I said confidently, hoping it isn’t some advertisement.” It’s a TOTAL DISASTER Miss Brielle!” some woman on the other end moaned. Finally, some cases to solve! Trying to hide my paramount excitement, I replied, “And who might you be-” “Impetus Mall. Terrace. Right away!” She said and cut the line. I looked at myself in the mirror. My auburn hair was a mess. And I was still in my PJs. At home. I ran into the bathroom, tied a high ponytail, took out an azure blue dress with a huge c...