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The Tale of Hingrek and Nobble
Nature held its breath before the sunrise, and the expectation of magic and possibilities hung heavy in the cool morning air. A light mist lay over the long grass covering the hill. The sky was lightening to the east; it promised to be a warm midsummers day. A rabbit hopped cautiously out of its burrow and sniffed the air, ears erect and twitching left and right for the sound of possible enemies – a fox perhaps, or an owl returning from its nightly hunting. But it was absolutely still this morning; even the birds sensed this moment was special, and withheld their joyous chorus a while to feel ...
The Mediator
Good mediators aren’t afraid to choose sides, but Hue Plimpton had not been a good mediator for some time. He used to be; used to be better than good. He had learned from the best, the Honorable Judge Emmanuel Wilcox III (ret.). And he would regularly be retained by prestigious lawyers to resolve high-stakes disputes. But over time his interest and commitment waned, like air leaving a sealed balloon, imperceptible until one day it’s a flabby, wrinkled blob.Nowadays Hue resolved cases that were less than high-stakes, and mostly went through the motions as an overpaid messenger, carrying each si...
Soup
Carter ducked branches and stepped over fallen limbs as he weaved his way through the thick woods of the Mark Twain National Forest. He picked up a stick in the beginning of his stroll, letting it lead the way to gather spider webs. He was also cautious not to get his shoes scuffed or suit torn. After forty-five minutes, Carter had reached his destination. He found a relatively clean stump to sit down on and waited for the sun to fall behind the trees. He frowned as he looked down and saw that his shoes had been scuffed. The sky stole his attention. It looked as though it was on fire with swir...
Race for Extinction
Race to ExtinctionByEdward HamiltonIt was a weird situation. I was completely naked in a glass cube, but the glass was white and very sturdy. I had been trying to find a door of some kind for the past hour. I had no luck. I gave up and sat waiting.The wall to the cube disappeared, exposing a long stone block tunnel leading straight into darkness. I stepped out of the smooth cube onto the dirt floor. It smelled like a rainforest, except their was a faint smell of cheeseburgers. The same cheesewww.onedoor.ccburgers I remember my father grilling on the old charcoal grill every summer. I looked around and it wa...