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Praxip's Second Escape from the Shadow Overlords
Praxip stood stone faced, staring forward and not moving while the Shadow Overlords and their aristocratic friends towered over him and reveled in the Shadow Overlords’ victory (and Praxip’s defeat.) Three nights ago, Praxip tried to escape from his dictatorial, power-hungry rulers, only to be thwarted by the fact that he was apparently a ‘Garden Gnome’ and the Overlords magically fused his legs together. Praxip didn’t agree with the stone statue overlooking the cross-roads that he was doomed to serve the Shadow Overlords by staying put in his spot, forgoing all thoughts of freedom and adventu...
Ten
I was ten when I knew for sure.I was ten when the world opened up to me and I saw it for what it was. That was a frightening moment. I can still feel that fear when I cast my mind back. This was one of those big moments in a person’s history which has a subtitle in large capitals…YOU CANNOT TAKE IT BACKTen years old and I understood that I was on my own, and worse than on my own. That my life was my responsibility and mine alone. I suppose that’s a liberating moment in a life. There is a freedom in it and a sense of control comes to the fore. Not for a little kid it isn’t. I mean, how much con...
The train
In a slow walk, head tilted forward and arms limp along his body, the man moved through the main hall of Amsterdam's Central Station. His glasses threatened to fall off his nose with every movement, but just in time he managed to prevent that with his right hand. With his eyes almost squeezed shut, he hurried to platform 8、 Nervously, once he reached the top of the platform, he walked towards the waiting train. But just before he was about to board, his gaze fell on the board indicating the time of departure and the train's final destination.Startled, he returned to twww.onedoor.cche station hall. Without a...
North
1The ad did say “must love dogs” but I expected common house pets, not actual wolves. As I pushed through the gate and fumbled with my luggage, two of the animals hung back, eyeballing me. A third was right at the gate with his huge white ears alert and his raggedy tail wagging. He looked me square in the eye and gave me what seemed like a mischievous grin. Smiling, I dropped my stuff to give him a scratch.My human host sauntered down the front steps then in a flurry of frizzy blonde hair, pushing her chunky, black-framed glasses up on her nose. She was wearing a ratty tank top that said in f...