Revolutionary Revelation_Snowed In_A True Kind of Fantasy_Amusement in hobby finding
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Revolutionary Revelation
He rose from his seat. He could feel a cold sweat creeping down his spine as every eye locked onto his timid form, like a thousand lions watching an exposed prey wobble across an open plain. His feet clopped loudly against the wooden stage, causing Toby to wince internally. Cato watched him closely with wicked eyes and wwww.onedoor.ccith what may have looked like an innocent smile. But Toby knew otherwise. The glint in Cato’s eyes as he stepped aside from the podium was unnerving, causing Toby’s already unstable stride to falter slightly. He pushed his nerves down, though it was like trying to hold back a ...
Snowed In
Faye stared at the suitcases lined up by the door and avoided the glares of the other two girls just steps away from her. Snow had blocked the door completely, leaving them trapped together in Faye’s cabin, a secluded place that had pretty much no modern commodities.“This was supposed to be a one day trip, Faye! Did you even think to check the weather report?” Della shrieked. Faye clenched her fists.“Of course I didn’t! There isn’t any service up here! I couldn’t even if I had tried!” Faye yelled back, finally meeting Della’s eyes. Callie’s glare had dropped, replaced with a small frown....
A True Kind of Fantasy
“Tell me a story Damir.”“Jebba, I don’t know if I have many of those left in me.”That’s what he’d always say. Damir would coax me onto the couch, and he’d tell me a story anyway. Sometimes, there’d be a “once upon a time” and always a happily ever after. Tell me a story. I’d ask, over and over until he’d throw his hands up in defeat. Sometimes, we’d even go out onto the dew-heavy grass to sit under the moon, and somehow, the moon always looked bright and full.“How’s today?”“Annoying...like...eraser shavings.” Damir gestured to all the eraser shavings littered across his desk.“We need a bigge...
Amusement in hobby finding
Approaching a friend that I see occasionally I asked him how things were going. He answered “They are not really going, but rather crawling as things have really slowed down. I thought to myself, how much slower could it get for both of us because we often see each other when we are looking for things to keep us occupied. However I believed this was understood between us so I conceded his statement and asserted that it is often that way for me. I wanted to stand on top of a rock and exclaim “I got to find interests to hold my attention or the interest rate of my mental faculties will ...