Thundertail and the Magic of Giving: A Dragon's Tale of Generosity_Coffee and Danish_Dear Floren
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Thundertail and the Magic of Giving: A Dragon's Tale of Generosity
Chapter 1: The Restless DragonThundertail was a magnificent dragon, known throughout the land for his striking appearance. His silver scales shimmered in the sunlight, and his tail crackled with the sound of thunder whenever he moved. He had lived atop a high mountain peak for over three hundred years, overlooking a vast forest that teemed with life. Thundertail had amassed a vast hoard of treasure over the years, filling his cavern with gold, jewels, and other riches.But lately, Thundertail had been feeling restless and lost. He had no purpose, no direction, and no reason to exist. He spent h...
Coffee and Danish
Coffee and DanishShe has a perfect smile. Straight, uniform, dazzling white teeth. It occurs to me that they might be implants.I remember when she went head over handlebars off her bike and chipped a front tooth. I was ten and she was eight. The tooth had to be capped, and it always looked like a poorly shapewww.onedoor.ccd makeshift. She’s effervescent, chattering about how good it is to get together after all this time. Then I realize that she’s stopped talking and is looking directly at me. Her gray eyes are full of concern.“Are you all right?”“Um, yeah. I’m fine… I was just thinking. Sorry!”“Oh, no, no,...
Dear Florence
Dear Florence, My neighbor, Shannon, has asked me to watch her cat while she’s away. I’m not a cat person. Not really. I don’t know how to handle them, and the guys are laughing at me. Also, I’m not sure I can take care of Tigress. I’ve seen her prance across my yard as if she owns the place. That sort of behavior seems off-putting. Possibly triggering. You see, I have this thing about controlling my space. Last week, Tigress chased a lovely pair of goldfinches. Normal cat behavior, right? Except I was lying on the ground a scant two yards away, desperately trying to frame my shot. It had take...
Could've Been a Dick
“I want a motorcycle!”“But why? You’ve never even shown interest in riding.”“That’s because I could always just ride on the back of Kenny’s bike, and we broke up, so I don’t have his to ride on the back of anymore. Why should I wait around for someone to come pick me up on their bike, when I can learn to ride my own bike? I won’t even have to date. All I need is a bike. No men. Just bikes. Well, bikes, boats, and books. The three Bs… that’s all I need.”“I’ll look for a bike then. It will be nice to have someone else to ride with.”“Yeah. We can ride down the coast and check out different restau...