The Tree of Misery_Their Grey Eyes_ZAP'S GOLD_It will never change...
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The Tree of Misery
Once upon a time, there was a kingdom with a king who didn’t seem to care all that much. Some of the very old people remembered a time when he was there for them when he was trying to make things better for everyone, but those times were long gone. Nowadays he just spent his time all the way up in his tower, far away from the people he was supposed to serve.And every evening, when the sun went down, the people saw him sitting there, all alone. They knew that the lonelier the king became, the more worries they would have. A lonely king is after all a king who can’t rule his kingdom. That’s why ...
Their Grey Eyes
They each stare at me with their grey eyes, waiting, wanting. There is hunger in their eyes, hunger concealed by thin lips and bony fingers. Concealed only to those who do not look, however. I am not fooled.My knees give way beneath me and my neck is lowered as they force me to bow down. I spit at the ground. Cowww.onedoor.ccntrol is returned to my neck but I’m forced to stay kneeling, pathetically.They float, menacingly encircling me.There are three of them.The first is the shortest, the youngest. She floats higher than the rest. Her eyes, grey, of course, are framed with thick lashes. The markings on her ...
ZAP'S GOLD
(This story is set on planet GAIA2, earth’s twin, which is about eight centuries behind but is evolving.) I am Minz, a resident of Rumba. I am a young man and am a good archer and good at chariot racing besides. My father had been a captain of a ship, and early on I became a good swimmer and could captain a ship as well. I was fond of frequenting Marine Bar where seamen would gather. That evening I was there when an elderly man dropped in. Somebody told me “That is Captain Col retired after many years of seafaring.” My interest was aroused and I approached him where he was seated on a bench. I...
It will never change...
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Tick. "Ugh!" I groaned as I eventually got up and out of my once warm and comfy bed. It's the year 2030 and life is finally on the right track for once. No diseases, no racism, no feeling of strife or struggle whatsoever. I was a happy guy, but this wasn't a normal morning. As usual I brushed up, changed into some sweats and a hoodie and went to drink my morning coffee. "Something's not right..." I thought to myself for a minute as I laid back uneasily on my couch. Turned on Channel 2 to see a local restaurant that has just recently opened. The workers had no mask and there w...