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As you are now, So once was I
13 mm... 15 mm… “Jeb!”10 mm… “Jebediah!” Shit, just grab one and bring it to him real quick. Though, I don’t wanna bring him the wrong one. I’d hate to piss him off…I rushed over from the red toolbox towards the truck he was stationed at, and I reached and handed him the wrench. He snatches the tool and tries to use it. I watched as his tall figure loomed over the truck’s open hood. He was a big man, but the pedestal he stood on made him larger.“Damn it boy! I said bring me a 15 mm! As long as you took, you couldn’t bring me the right tool? Go back, and bring me a 15 mm wrench, and hurry up!”I...
Kirzin's Revenge
Everything was ready for the ritual. Kirzin had gathered all the ingredients: some toe of frog, some lizards’ legs, an apple, some salt, and a small chunk of rainbow obsidian. He had raised an eyebrow at the last ingredient, but hey. He had learned by now that certain demons had certain wants and that it wasn’t always the best idea to question them. Especially not when it came to the likes of what he was about to summon.“Sor’Lazn, Creator of Chaos,” the half-disintegrated (but fully ominous) page read. “Do not summon under any circumstances.” Well, these weren’t any circumstances. They were K...
Sarah, Sarah, By the Sea
In the other boat, he’d sing the loudest.Shanties and songs his father taught him. Blue-and-green crusted melodies learned in bars and passed on to children late at night with no consideration for school the next day. Iris would watch him get into the other boat despite her protests that the new boat was nicer and safer and could carry him home with certainty. She would watch as her husband www.onedoor.ccof forty-eight years boarded the rain-stained craft--not much more than a dinghy these days--and sailed away singing “Sarah, Sarah, By the Sea” without so much as a wave back to her.Her friends would tell h...
Ping Pong Balls
Life is a ping pong game. The table is the earth and humans are the balls placed upon the table. The paddles are the unseeable forces that control everything, emotions, motivations, desire. We, humans, are the balls because we are controlled by our emotions, our desires and yet we go places. We bounce around and around, back and forth. We are unpredictable. We change direction, we are never satisfied and always moving because that is human nature. Esther was very much that ball. She bounced around and around. England, China, and New york. Chef, artist, engineer. Bit by bit her savings fiddled ...