That Book is in the Back_Through the Bushes_Drought of Aeges_Two feet, One ball, Zero Target
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That Book is in the Back
"I take this task very seriously," Alice said. I was waiting for a punchline, but one didn't come. Alice, the boss librarian at my local branch, stood behind the counter wearing a smart, smocked dress and a serious look on her face. I'd been to this branch a dozen or so times and seen her hustling in the back but had never spoken to her before.Until today."It can be a life or death decision," she said. Again, I waited for a punchline that never arrived."Ugh," I started, "well, I like adventure books. Preferably ones that don't personally put me in mortal danger.""I see, I see.""My favorite mov...
Through the Bushes
McTague poked half his head out of the bushes.He had run out of ammunition and had lost his haversack for four days since he was first hunted by the Apaches, and was in danger of going dehydrated. He surveyed the jungle with his tired, swollen eyes, opening as wide as he could. There were no arrows or red marks on the cypress trees. It appeared that the hunters had not been here.He walked up the open plateau, wrapped in his ermine coat, trying to make a fire to keep warm. Just then he heard something whiny. Fifteen years ago, McTague's father had taught him how to tell the difference between a...
Drought of Aeges
The tall, yellow grass blew in the warm wind as clouds swirled in the blue sky above. While many would believe a storm was approaching, Mylta knew better. It had been a year since rain fell had fallen. A year filled with famine, fire, fear. She couldn’t quite remember the feel of rain on her skin, couldn’t recall how her lips once felt before they became cracked. Drought is all there was, all it seemed there would ever be. Some said it was a curse. Others believed it was just “their time”, an overdue break in the longwww.onedoor.cc streak of good fortune they’d been having. Mylta inhaled shakily, pressin...
Two feet, One ball, Zero Target
Two feet, One ball, Zero TargetDear Myself,We were was lost to the sea, our body I mean. As you know, we are a human who loves to travel the world, longing for somewhere we can call home and reside at for the rest of our life; this is still the case but everything has changed now. One day when we were walking in the vast woods of Aokigahara, up in Mount Fuji, when a bird flew past. I am now going to describe to you the story of how it all happened. It was a yellow bird, with yellow feathers, a black beak, and black feet. It flew past me and my eyes were drawn to it, then it flew back towards m...