Descending Ascension_Papa Bear_Afeared_MY REAL HOME
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Descending Ascension
“Hey, Liam!” Feebe’s voice echoed through the streets of Montigo.Liam made a mad dash toward the voice’s direction.“Huff, huff do you always have the shout like that?” Liam groaned.Feebe took off his bowl-shaped hat. His intense yellow eyes focused on Liam. “Check this out.” Feebe pointed towards a bulletin board “The whole town’s raving about you.” They headed over towards the bulletin board. Among all of the smaller papers which had requests for small-time errands and bounties on monsters was a giant paper in the center which read: ‘First one to climb and conquer 15,000-foot Lakihi Mountain...
Papa Bear
“God… how will I ever get through this?” “Harry, you’re talking like you’ve already lost me.”The rain was heavy. My clothes weighed like stone and stuck tightly to my skin. My hair was dark and jagged from the rain. And Sabra’s skin was cold. Her white shirt was thinned by the wetness, and her large belly looked even more swollen because of it; perfectly round, with the shirt thin and wet. I reached out to it with my hand; but my rough fingers, just as cold, didn’t belong on her smooth skin. Instead I took her head in my arms, supporting her as she struggled to breathe. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry ...
Afeared
“King Otto Battleblade you must listen to me!” implored General Hamwww.onedoor.ccmer MacOrcbane. The two stout figures sat across from each other in the Great Drinking Hall, a grand table between spread with maps of the Twin Peaks Pass. Scouts had reported that The White Fang goblin clan had been sighted gathering forces in the pass. “We must close the Mountain Gates and defend whom of our people have managed to reach safety,” the General continued to argue. “But what of the pony farmers here and here, further south of the pass?” the King argued back. “They have had ample time! They have ignored your order ...
MY REAL HOME
Author's note: This is a short excerpt from a novel I shall be writing soon When I was ten years old, I saw a UFO.I was at school then, gazing outside the window, counting the minutes to lunch. This lecture never seemed to end. Wasn’t it time for lunch already?The sky in the horizon rippled, looking like waves. As if someone was making the sky shift, maneuvering it with inhumane force. The rippling stopped, leaving behind stark silence. There was no trace of what had taken place moments ago. I hadn’t suspected anything. I was too young to understand what it could be.A...