Eventual Death_Woman in Southern Sudan_Journey of Nimble_Hro
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Eventual Death
It all started when my father died, he was the only family I had left so with him gone I was all on my own. That’s when I began to think. What is life if death will eventually kill us all? Honestly, why care for anybody on this planet? They will all eventually die and so will I. That’s when I decided I would go on and live in the woods, I have some people who I call friends but they’re really just people I’m forced to be around because of school. Leaving school behind and living in the woods would have no effect on society. It wasn’t easy to prepare for a lifelong journey of solitude; at first...
Woman in Southern Sudan
WOMAN IN SOUTHERN SUDANIn July, 1971, I began an open-ended journey, with only a fixed destination, Tanzania. After my flight from California to Europe, I was determined to travel overland, by whatever means available, which included some hitching but mainly boats, rickety trains, overcrowded buses, and exhaust-spewing lorries (trucks)—either in the cab or atop the overloaded goods the lorry was carrying. I wanted to experience Africans close-up, not viewing them from a distance or even separating myself from them with a first-class ticket. So most of the time I traveled third class, by whatev...
Journey of Nimble
“I’ve got just thwww.onedoor.cce one for you love, a very rare find indeed. It’s waiting out the back to be taken home!” And with that the old lady tapped me on the head with a wooden stick and jumped with a light spring off the chair.I followed her through the den like “shop”, passing in between shelves, tightly packed from floor to ceiling with books, thousands of books, colourful and beautifully arranged! She led me behind a velvety curtain to a softly lit room, containing a small round table, a tall set of bookshelves and a ladder.“It’s right at the top,” she said pointing upwards.“I’ll get it,” I offer...
Hro
He blinked awake and saw her walking down the hall toward him. How long had it been since the last intruder? His eyes shifted toward a pile of bones and gear against the wall to his right. ‘Not long at all.’ He thought. Turning his attention back to the woman who woke him. “Turn back. No mortal may pass.” He watched as the woman continued walking toward him.She wore plates of hardened leather and carried a thin blade. She looked lithe and athletic and walked with predatory confidence. “My name is Tessa and I’ve come to claim my rightful place as a goddess! You killed my grandfather, now you wi...