Defeating Shadows_Diversion_So She Killed Her Mother-In-Law_Apprehension
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Defeating Shadows
“Follow that car!” James called out as he jumps into the backseat of the taxi.“You are not a stalker, are you?” the driver asks, who looks like a grungy Santa Claus.“Heck no. Just please drive.”“Ok, whatever,” the driver says as he pulls out. “You know who it is that you want me to follow?”“I sure do,” James responds with disgust.James knows the man who calls himself Norsin well. Not just because he is rich and famous, but because he knew the man is disgusting. James would love to put the man down but knew there only one who will judge Norsin. There is always a chance Norsin can change, but r...
Diversion
“How do I convince you?” Elwyn poured more wine and slid the glass across the table, groaning as he shuffled toward the fireplace.“I doubt you can, but you seem to try every time we talk,” Alaina answered, taking a sip and closing her eyes. Despite everything, this is still the calmest place in the universe. “Why do you try so hard to change my mind?”“Everyone needs a persion, something to occupy the mind – especially us. Oh, this fire!” he was poking at the logs, trying to coax the flames back to life. “You would think I could get it right after all these eons. Why is fire always so fickle?”S...
So She Killed Her Mother-In-Law
Her only regret about killing her mother-in-law, if one could call it as such, was not killing her earlier. From the beginning, she knew that it was not just to plain kill her, it was a matter of winning, too. The way she would win, she taught, is that she will not give her mother-in-law the satisfaction of conveying the message after her death that she was important enough that someone took the time to plot out her murder. So, when she murdered her if one could count that for murder at all, she did it not thinking of it at all. Nonchalance at its best. It was not murder by intend, but it was ...
Apprehension
ApprehensionThose first steps, unremembered as a first word, encouraged by those who have forgotten what it means to enjoy not remembering. It is for those who no longer recall the inconsistencies born of hope, and the failure that provides impetus to try again or quit, that I commend.It is that time when judgement means nothing as it has been corrupted by time; dimmed memories of what might have been, had it not been for the reluctance prompted by insecurity in one’s own abilities to outrun the embarrassment of having not tried.We have been born into a world of win or lose. Striving, a concep...