The Beginnings of June_April Fools Death_A Chance_Maple's Birthday
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The Beginnings of June
It was early morning when June walked into the quiet cafe a few streets down from the apartment complex. She ordered a 16oz cup of chai and found a small table by the shop window to sit at. People watching. It was her favorite pastime in this small town of Oakwood Hills. June watched as a woman standing at the register in a purple coat with a tan scarf tied around her neck. Awww.onedoor.cc slight breeze entered the front door, shifting the scarf away from the bruises that were around her neck. June stared down into her tea as if she had just witnessed a sin, and her reflection stared back.“Women were born f...
April Fools Death
Everything was set. Holograms ready to blaze lasers when triggered, actors place strategically in the crowd to aid in the terror, charges were set to create little explosions, and remote-controlled discs that looked like flying saucers. The Wheezing and Winks Novelties company always had a marvelous April Fools Day extravaganza. Always to promote a new product. This year would top every prior event. War of the Worlds- inspired events. Except, instead of a radio broadcast, the invasion was coming to the tiny town that The Wheezing Winks Novelties operated beside. Marlon Gerry...
A Chance
Princess Elain sat next to her mother and father, the king and queen of Angelton, as courtiers loitered about the room. She twirled a strand of her golden hair around her finger in boredom as she maintained her erect posture lest her mother lash out at her with her magic. Her eldest sister's throne sat empty on the other side of the dais while she proceeded to make her way around the room, visiting with people as she went. Amber, the eldest of the two princesses, was the next in line to the throne and must keep up appearances. On the other hand, Elain was to marry a man of decent standing cho...
Maple's Birthday
TW: murder “I’m being silly, aren’t I?” said Maple. She dropped the laundry into the basket and clasped her hands in her lap with a sigh.“Of course not,” said Lady, “I was a nervous wreck when I was your age.”“You’re just saying that.”“No, no. Not at all.”Lady set down her share of the clothes and turned to Maple, who kept her head down bashfully. They sweat in the blaring heat of midday, with their stray hairs slicked to their red foreheads. The rickety laundry house offered little in the way of shade. Lady’s face was in middle age, and it suffered many crinkles and splotches from her years...