Amazing_The Card-iologist_Super 8_Burning Sky
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Amazing
Run faster! Beth-Ann thought as she ducked between trees, hopping over fallen logs.She might have trained to be one of the best, but she was being chased by someone as well-trained. The heavily falling snow was an unwelcome curse, leaving a trail of footprints to follow while obscuring her vision to the pitfalls before her. The cold didn't matter, since her blood was running so high, it heated her up from the inside out. But she needed to find a place with people, a modicum of safety until she could get her bearings.Beth-Ann traversed up a slippery stone, jumping off the other side, landing in...
The Card-iologist
"Hiiiii. Welcome to Hallmark Greetings & Gifts. May I help you find something today?" "Well, uh, yes. I'm looking for a Valentine's Day card. For my niece." "Perfect. Our Valentine's day selection is over here.” “Are you sure?” “Am I what?” “Are you sure? I mean, these cards are assorted blues and yellows and greens.” “And?” “I was looking for Valentine’s Day cards. I was expecting a selection of cards in reds and pinks. Maybe some glitter.” “Sir, we are an inclusive card store. I can assure you that blues and yellows and greens can express your festive wishes just as well as reds and pinks.” ...
Super 8
At times it’s like a cinema screen that’s pulled down in front of me. Eight millimeter film. Slow moving. Conspicuous. At other times, a still voice. Inaudible but just as true as the East River. Just as real as Avenue of the Americas. I’ve even seen my full name written across the canvas: John Taylor Sellers. Almost as if the utmost care is being made on my behalf. Accuracy. Only my parents call me John Taylor. My friends know me by J.T. My professional name- Officer Sellers. I knew he would be at Stenson’s Coffee on Columbus Avenue in the upper west side. I saw him on the screen. I was...
Burning Sky
You squint your eyes, peering into the distance. If it’s what it looks like, the entirety of Klermont Peak is doomed. You have to hope that it isn’t what it looks like. Of course, you’ve thought it before. Everybody has. Thought you’d seen it out there, rolling in slowly. But you were wrong. Jakca was right, just like usual. There were a paranoid few that he couldn’t seem to regain the trust of after his big “doomsday prediction,” you included.Jakca could be right, though. Every citizen believed it. Still, nearly every day, a student in your class would look out the window and, not for the fi...