The Untold Beauty of New Zealand_Patience and Other Things_Stolen Heart_Fifteen to twenty
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The Untold Beauty of New Zealand
Dancing wasn’t just a hobby for Michael, it was his life. Prancing around stage would make him feel free of all his worries and calm him down. He loved dancing. There was a new dance that he really wanted to do. Michael had trialed for the dance, but he was picked to be a back up dancer. Being a backup for a professional dancer was exciting, but he would’ve rather been picked for the main role. Although he was disappointed about not getting chosen for the main role, he was also relieved about it. This would give him the perfect opportunity to have a break from dancing for a while and go on a h...
Patience and Other Things
Nestled by the harbor’s edge in a quaint but comforting tavern, dense clouds of cigarette smoke mingle with the melange of questionable clientele. Amongst sailors and side boys, traders and tramps, two young sailors sit and drunkenly spin tales of the sea as candlelight flickers upon eyelids heavy with booze and bravado. Little do they know, in less than an hour, both would be dead.Mysterious to all, a figure looms in the corner and listens, his vantage point well considered, his patience well rehearsed, he waits in lair, ears hooked on the two young sailors’ scuttlebutt. For a long while this...
Stolen Heart
The lights blinked back ferociously at my eyes. I groaned as my head thumped loudly with the migraine. "Leila", a voice whispered from my right. My head snapped in the direction, trying to look for it. But my eyes struggled, it seemed like everything has turned upside down. "Leila, over here", the voice spoke again and my eyes searched with fervor until they found his. "James!", I exclaimed and he shook his head urgently. "Keep quiet Kid", he hissed, looking around him cautiously. His harsh tone ticked me off and I was ready to burst at him when I realized he was hanging upside down. It meant...
Fifteen to twenty
“Your hands on your heads all you and move over to that side. Get up you, move over to that side. You open those doors. All of you inside, inside.”“Where are they? Where are they? Where are they?” Everyone ignored them and one woman that was hitted on the head with butt was particularly anwww.onedoor.ccgry with the police, was the first to reply. “You came here twenty minutes later asking about thieves that left fifteen minutes ago?. You were called long time ago from where they locked us in and you said you are on your way, what delay you for twenty minutes?” “Madam, you don’t understand the protocols invo...