"My Eyes Are Dim"_The Old, Evil Songs_Into The Wonderlands_Champion
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"My Eyes Are Dim"
“My eyes are dim, I cannot see,I have not brought my specs with me.”From the Quartermaster’s Store.“There were foxes - stuffed in little boxes.”From the Quartermaster's Store.Jane died two months before Ginny was born. The awakening for Ginny was traumatic.For Jane, it was also somewhat of a shock. Her massive heart attack dropped her to the ground and the last thing she remembered was talking to her sister-in-law as they sipped cocktails and smoked a forbidden cigarette.Jane had left her Island farm to visit a favourite brother on the mainland. The purpose of the visit was to see a heart spec...
The Old, Evil Songs
Die alten bösen Lieder…Drew couldn’t shake the growling, painful swww.onedoor.cclog of Robert Schumman’s song out of his head. Maybe that was a gift; he needed to learn it for his recital, after all. Though he would sing it in German, the English translation he had studied always seemed to float beside the song like a faint shadow.The old, evil songs, the wicked, depraved dreams, let us bury them now; fetch a large coffin.Drew had always been an emotionally delicate person, though he tried to conceal it with what he hoped was a reasonable dose of stoic masculinity. No matter how he tried to laugh it off, th...
Into The Wonderlands
..the waves of crescendoing waltzes filled the ballroom, the chandeliers were on fire, and the reflections in the shining mirrors amalgamated with the dancers in endless revolutions. The sugary, floral fragrances hovered over the hall, mildly exciting, tenderly intoxicating. “Fourteen, just a little too early for the balls?”“Oh, I come for the desserts,” I say, smilingAnd another dessert cart rolls by, the first tray taken by marble cakes and berry-covered pies, the second housed marzipan tartlets, and crispy pastry, third lodged whole pickled pears, and glazed nuts, and plum confiture, while...
Champion
“The chosen champions of the realms, Sir Donovan for the Kingdom of Flugefell and Sir Wilhelm for the Kingdom of Gilhere!”We sat across from each other, a plate piled high in front of us. Neither of us had touched the food. We sat and sized each other up, the fate of the kingdoms in our hands and our stomachs.Breaking bread with one another had been a tradition of the realms going back for thousands of years, so far that no one truly could tell you when the tradition had begun. It started out as a friendly gesture- breaking bread with your neighbor to show respect, cooperation and friendship...