The Long Night_Fireworks in the Fortune_The After Hours of Admont Library_Shadows and Stars
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The Long Night
Thump, thump, thump. Thump, thump-thump.Shit. What time is it? Was Bob supposed to pick up the kids? No...they wouldn’t be knocking at the door, they’d be calling. Did something happen on their way home from work?Thump thump thump.The blankets have me, the bed’s high, I’m disoriented. I practically fall getting out. Thump, thu-thump.Bob stirs. I shake my head to wake it and glance at my attire. Good ‘nough.I trudge-stumble to the door. Trying not to think about what disaster is waiting outside the door. Maybe I can handle it without waking Bob up?I yank the door open and stare blank...
Fireworks in the Fortune
"Pauline, I see sparks in your future. A colorful one filled with twists and turns. Be careful not to get lost in it all," the fortune teller's creaky voice whispered to me from across the old table made from a crate and a dark purple blanket. I can’t believe I just spent $15 to be told that I’m going to see fireworks later. Everyone is, I mean that’s always how the summer carnival ends. What’s so special about that?I quickly scoot the old stool back as I stand up, thanking the elderly fortune-teller as I leave a tip for her hospitality. I may be skeptical, but at least she kept her accent on ...
The After Hours of Admont Library
A boy; a girl. A thief; genius.He can’t afford a packet of gum; she has three houses, all with private chefs.Fate, Destiny, and Dimensions can bring two opposite worlds together.But it can also tear them apart.:-:Folen felt around the Library’s window, looking for a lock he could open. The night was pitch black, except for the moon shining above hwww.onedoor.ccim. The wind whispered in his ears, sending a shiver down his spine. Folen allowed himself to focus as he heard the familiar click and eased the window open. He pushed himself over the ledge into the library, landing on the floor silently. The library...
Shadows and Stars
In a deep, dark and lonesome place, the moon gave a little light to a darkened countryside. The grass was a never ending sea of pitch black, rippling in the soft breeze. The sky was magnificent as the stars adorned their mother. The breeze shifted slightly, as a child shifted uneasily. The sea of onyx grass stopped their appeasement to the hypnotic wind. The breeze grew stronger, lifting up hopeless leaves and twisting around endless tree trunks. The wind found its way to a little abandoned shack in the middle of a plain. The wind sized up this new thing, it forced its way into the rotten wood...