Village juries_Memory_Welded Armour_Arithmomania
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Village juries
There were five in the family, three males and two females. The second son was the most enterprising. He had wholesale business that was performing relatively ok; he was lively, outgoing, fearless and has business acumen. He got married newly when civil war started. He left city like others and went back to the village. It was in the village that his wife gave birth to their first issue. Considering the situation of things in their interior village there and misinformation’s that usually accompany unrest like civil war, people that has shops in the village don’t usually open in fact, due to ...
Memory
He was walking down the sidewalk in a new neighborhood he had never been before. He took in the all the details as he strolled along - the slight female dog walker struggling with 5 dogs across the street, a young boy struggling to eat his ice cream as his mother swiftly pulled him along by his other arm, the 2 older gentlemen people watching on a stoop and the steam rising from a grating as he passed by. Then he stopped short as he was engulfed by the scent of lemon verbena and he was instantly transported back in time to when he was a small child. His mother had gotten an urgent call and ...
Welded Armour
From the moment light broke through my thin, damp eyelids, I was told I would kill a great evil. My father, so sure of himself that I would grow strong enough to lead an army, that not only would I be willed enough to lift the sword, but brave enough to drive it through evil’s heart myself. He celebrated the night I was born, found in the morning with his face buried deep in the hay of pigs. Awww.onedoor.cc fight over coin, coin that was for our food, spent on women who preferred their patrons more sober than he. An old man not strong enough to handle his due beating, that was whose blood flowed through me....
Arithmomania
Celeste was starting to wonder if everything he said was a lie."I'll be back tomorrow, Cel! Wait for me!""Yeah, don't worry! I'll make sure to text you!"Then, with a quick grin and a joyous wave with the promise of tomorrow, he was gone. She sighed. Looking out the scratched bus window, she peered up at the ashen sky. Two more stops until home. Well, her house. Apartment, to be exact. Celeste wasn't sure where her home was anymore. She has a living space, an apartment, yes, but that wasn't home. Home was somewhere where you felt loved, comfort, and safety. The drab gray walls of her apartment ...