Hoai and the Holy Fox_Five for secret never to be told_SOMEONE ENTERED A FLOWER SHOP_One, Carry the
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Hoai and the Holy Fox
It was 8031 BCE. Cáo was the youngest of four kits. He struggled for recognition within the fox family, but when his mother soothed him at night in their den, she would always say, “One day Cáo, one day. If you work hard at your magic, even you may write your story into the stars.”It was 1420, and Emperor Lê Thái Tổ was racing through Lam Sơn, his bitter enemy, Marquis Li Bin of the Ming army, hot on his heels. His men had moved off at an angle to pert the pursuing enemy while the emperor moved off alone, to the protests of his personal guard. Perhaps they’d been right. Shortly after they’d ...
Five for secret never to be told
The Baigs were an aristocratic, highly educated, reputed family in Lucknow, which is known as the city of Nawabs. The senior Baig, Ataullah, had been sent to the UK to study law as was the tradition in pre-independent India and returned to become a highly regarded Barrister. The son Najibullah followed in the father’s footsteps and joined the family’s law practice. The law firm flourished until the elder Baig was alive but the younger Baig was unable to keep it going despite being armed with a foreign degree. Times, they were changing, and traditional ethics and principles that the father and ...
SOMEONE ENTERED A FLOWER SHOP
The sign on the door read:Art of Bloom Florist, Sakura Sato Ito,www.onedoor.cc ProprietorWord of mouth from satisfied customers made the small business very successful.Sakura was a petite young woman with jet hair and expressive dark eyes She was well-trained in the Ikebana style, an ancient Japanese art of flower arranging.It emphasizes harmony between the human and natural worlds.It was a Spring day that seldom occurred. The day was perfect, with a bright sun and a cloudless sky.The sweet fragrance of cherry blossoms perfumed the air.What a wonderful day to be alive!Richard and his mother hesitated in fro...
One, Carry the Five
May I share something with you?My mother’s ghost haunts me, but rarely does it appear before me late at night or frighten me. Usually, as when she was still alive, her presence comforts me. Do you think that’s strange? Well then, try this on for size: her ghost began to haunt me even before she died on August 23, 2013、 Perhaps I owe you an explanation.Even years before my father spent most of his time away from our home—either sequestered at or traveling for one of the many companies he worked for over the years—he was an absentee parent. As WWII was winding down, he dropped out of h...