Leaf Song_Editing the End of the World_Recovery and Discovery_Fix it Fred
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Leaf Song
The wind caresses me on this summer night, and my extremities clap in response to its stimulating touch. We have been playing this game for a long time. What a tease it is, but I can’t help but dance anyway, sometimes with my whole being...or at least the part of me that lives above the ground. My friendswww.onedoor.cc, the other trees, dance, as well, and together we sing with our leaves, in time with the gusts and flows of whichever wind blows on that day. When the wind is blowing from the East, we dance the delicate dance of spring buds and all things green. When the wind is blowing from the South, we d...
Editing the End of the World
The end of the world, Emilie learned, is no excuse to throw out her nine-to-five schedule. Especially not on editing day.She grumbled as she pawed at her nightstand for her glasses and instead knocked over a mess of papers littered with red scribbles. Her vision was two years beyond her lenses’ help, but they were the best she had until the world rediscovered ophthalmology. Outside, the eternal clouds hung over the bucolic Montana town that escaped most of the new-world dangers. The crunchy, moss-colored garden her bedroom window backed up to could not say the same.New crops, albeit not ones ...
Recovery and Discovery
Spending the last three weeks recovering her strength and becoming acquainted with her new arm, Ivy was looking forward to the escape of the infirmary for more than just her daily visits to the forest greenhouse. At first the nuns let her recover in the forest, but when a bronto got a little too close to her hammock, the nuns insisted she continue her stay in the infirmary. Ivy did not argue, one sneeze from the bronto and she would have flown from the safety of the hammock. She took daily trips to the forest greenhouse to learn how to use her new arm within the safety of the trees.Pacing bac...
Fix it Fred
Fred Farkas enters Captain Nigel Swift’s quarters, muttering to himself, “This isn’t fair. Why do I get all the gross and dangerous jobs?”Wall-eyed, skinny, with stringy, greasy hair, and adult acne, Fred is unimpressive and unassuming. No one even notices that he wears a hammer on his hip instead of a laser pistol.Captain Swift is speaking to his first officer, Boseman Thames.Eternally youthful looking, dark-haired, and model handsome, forty-two-year-old Captain Swift has the confident, undaunted aura of a natural-born leader. He has been captain of the battle-tested space destroyer Daring s...