About A Girl_The Winter Hearth_The Sailor's Knot_White Demon
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About A Girl
«Look, I understand... yes... yes... but I don't have any money right now... Yes, I understand... Look, let's discuss it in person, it's not convenient over the phone...» Henry didn't have time to finish the sentence, the phone slipped out of his wet hands and fell right down the drain.«Wonderful... beautiful rain. How I love this rain!»***"Mom, I'm home," Henry said."Hey, how was your day?""It was a good day, but I drowned my phone.""What did you say? What are you going to do now? How are you going to live without it?""I dowww.onedoor.ccn't know, but I think I'll be fine.""Are you going somewhere w...
The Winter Hearth
The Winter Hearth Inn was a staple of the western slope. Thrill-seeking animals came from far and wide to test themselves on the rugged slopes of the Rocky Mountains, and the inn was well-known to all of them. After braving the snowy peaks, weary climbers often stayed at The Winter Hearth for a few days, enjoying the roaring fires, the hearty meals, and the peace and quiet that it provided. Harold, a stout mountain cottontail, worked diligently all spring and summer to prepare for the winter season and its slew of hikers and adventurers. For years, he had set aside provisions, gone into towns ...
The Sailor's Knot
There was a time when men feared the sea. They feared its storm-tossed surface, mysteriously winking at them from under the moonlight, and they feared its frothing waves, whose white lips had swallowed countless fishing boats, stealing whatever lay within. The young sailor on his maiden voyage, more nervous than most aboard, had heard of fathers drowned, sons washed overboard. His mother had begged him not to go, but where money is scarce, as it often was in the village, there was little choice.With each swell, the reluctant ship pulled further away from the cove and the safety of its moon-ble...
White Demon
“Papa, tell me about the Sun!” With eyes sky-bright and a smile laced with sugar, a little girl clasped her hands together in a plea to a shadow above her.The lean figure of her father loomed over her bed as he draped a tattered quilt over her body.“Now Karina,” he muttered with a raspy chuckle. “It’s past your bedtime. And besides, you’ve heard the story of the Sun since you were no bigger than a summer peach!”“What’s a peach?” Karina inquired. “Oh! Summer! Tell me about the seasons again, Papa!”“Karina…”“Please!” Karina begged, wiggling her legs beneath the thick covers. “I’ll go right to sl...