The Calling_The Not-So Immortal Life Of Jack Stewart_Dagwood the Dragon_Midnight Luck
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The Calling
Shabby, dirty, wretched, tabby creature won’t let me be.It had been following me since before dark morphed into dawn. I caught its creepy white eyes glowing from behind a tree, its wild dusty fur ruffled like a weedy lawn, as I ran past it with my head torch on. Now it is bounding and weaving a few meters ahead, down through the open grasses, and juniper shrubs. It stops, turns every few minutes to make sure I’m still behind. We were on the path not long ago. Like a spell it led me off the beaten track. How? And more to the point why? My legs don’t belong to me anymore, they’re doing their own...
The Not-So Immortal Life Of Jack Stewart
Year: 1500, England: WinchesterThey say you can not live forever. Or can you? In medieval England inside an old stone building, was a gray-haired man who was desperately trying to set the one who killed www.onedoor.cchis wife in jail. But not everything would go as he had planned. This is his frightful story:"Ah, yes" murmerd Jack, he was anxiously waiting for this moment since he started. "The potion is almost ready". Cautiously the old man grabbed the glass vial full of black liquid on the glowing-hot coals. He then set it on the table which was engraved 'Jack Stewart, Alchemist'. After that he reread the...
Dagwood the Dragon
For centuries, Dagwood and his family had flown over the countryside, burning, and pillaging every village in their path.His father, Felonias, was the most feared dragon in the realm, and taught Dagwood and his siblings the ways of their ancestors. Each dragon was empowered with their own special gift. Firestorm, the eldest, could create blue flames that would incinerate anything it came in contact with. Tempest, the only female of the dragon siblings, held the power of the wind. Her wings would create hurricane-force winds that no structure or creature could stand against. Then there was Da...
Midnight Luck
It was late on a Thursday night. Ralph had driven all the way to Santa Rosa earlier to buy this extra special rifle because he liked the gun shop. Well, and it was one of the very few left in the Bay Area, anti-gun buying capital of the world. The Bay Area had it’s share of random killings and had even started the trend of mass killings back in the early ‘70s when some lunatic took is automatic weapon into a law firm and start killing people. The firm was in tall, modern building in downtown San Francisco and the world was shocked. People just couldn’t imagine what has now become common place...