We're All Very Simple_Stars over the Horizon_Worth more than a thousand words_The Final Derby
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We're All Very Simple
I stood at the edge of the forest, my town far enough behind me that the noontime bell was a not even mere flutter in the wind. I stared at rigid rocks that jutted outward and upward from the mossy earth and into the hanging clouds above me. From a distance they were dauntingly mysterious, but these mountains seemed no more impressive than the quarry at the north end of town. They were our protectors, as my mother would say, blessed by our elders with the safeguard of something greater than us. They overlooked a thick and vast forest like an older brother imposing his will on a younger siblin...
Stars over the Horizon
A blaring sound rang across the small town, it was oddly rhythmic. As if it was sounding off to the tune of that one Rick Astley song. Markus couldn't remember the name but the words came perfectly to him, as the siren blared the town began to sing in a beautiful unison“We’re no strangers to lov– Can you turn your alarm off?”Markus’ eyes shot open with a look of surprise and disappointment at the ending of such a beautiful dream. He rubbed his eyes, gave a big sigh and sat up slowly singing along to his alarm“I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling.” His sister was poking her head in through th...
Worth more than a thousand words
Thud!A cardboard box from the attic hits the floor of the garage. A cloud of dust circles around the room. “Hey, easy there” says Charles as he enters the garage with a freshly cracked beer in one hand. The remainder of the six pack rests with the other hand on the side of his protruding belly. He takes a hefty swig of his ale. Droplets spill from his beard onto his Hawaiian shirt. Behind him enters Cynthia with her long silver hair down to her waist. She towers a good foot over her older brother. Despite their height differencewww.onedoor.ccs, the two share the same face. Plump cheeks, narrow eyes, thick e...
The Final Derby
They finally found him, but not until he had broken surface with his arm, sticking up at a weird angle, frozen in place like a landmark, or a single goal post, something very lonely. It looked ghastly and sad at the same time.The reclusive Inn was a well-kept secret amongst the regulars and they held their clandestine fortress close to their chest. It was a members' only kind of environment, although there were no memberships held by anybody who came there. Just kindred, kindred's friends and extended family would be there at any given time. It was a breathtaking year-round retreat tucked away...