WINDOW_Grampa Owl and Grandfather Mouse_Answers in the Mirror_Caught Between Good and Evil
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WINDOWShe found herself looking out a window in the middle of the night. This was not where she would normally be at such a late hour. She is a respectable shop owner, and in truth, a pillar of the community. On any other day she would have been abed hours ago. Her days at Flowrys started early to exceptionally early if she were picking up the daily order for her thriving floral boutique.The evening had started with her abduction. There had been no violence involved; so that was fortunate. In truth, her kidnapper was quite handsome, and near urbane. But the implied violence was almost palpable...
Grampa Owl and Grandfather Mouse
“My father told me of the great massacre of Summer, 2020.” Randolf’s grandfather began. Randolf looked over at his twelve siblings, they were all spitting images of Randolf- wee ash grey mice squatting comfortably like furry little pom-poms. All twenty-four of their shiny black bead eyes were wide with raptness, Randolf joined them in their gaze towards the elderly, somewhat scruffy mouse with one torn ear and a kink in his tail. Grandfather mouse continued when he had all thirteen children’s attention in full, he savored the dramatic pause, the flickering of the fire in the glowing hearth ...
Answers in the Mirror
It was a crisp fall morning, signs of the storm that had pelted the town during the night were everywhere. A fallen tree branch lay in the Sullivan’s yard; puddles lined the street, water droplets, fat from feasting during the night, were on every car. Brian had heard the rain last night, saw the streams of water pouring down when the sky was lit, momentarily, by flashes of lightning jaggedly cutting through the inky darkness.Today was a new day though, and from his bed, Brian watched the color of the sky gradually lighten, eventually becoming the salmon pink dawn sky that it was now. Maybe he...
Caught Between Good and Evil
Here I am. Little me, finally having to choose between good and evil. It's a dreaded choice everyone has to make at sixteen, but never an easy one. I have practiced both types of magic my whole life, but now it all pays off. The warm sunlight shines through the sparkling stained glass windows, one portraying a scraggly wicked witch, and the other an enchanted, elegant fairy. It's my time to choose which one to open; although I am alone, I feel like thousands of people are staring, eagerly anticipating my decision. Do I fowww.onedoor.ccllow my wonderful mother and choose evil? Or my powerful father and choo...