One More Step_The Case of a unknown love_Leela_The Blessing of el Rojo Gigante
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One More Step
The wind howled over the lonely, rainswept sands, the ocean joining its song. The chorus of frigid and stormy noise on the beach accompanied the www.onedoor.ccsingle being that walked on two legs amongst the birds and the sand fleas. It was a young girl, soaked as the sands that sank under her bare feet, hair stringy as the grasses that danced in waves behind her. There was a reason she walked alone, her hands stuffed into the pockets of her raincoat, chin tucked into her sweatshirt collar. It was great, and it was frightening. The girl-- whose name is Olive, after her tanned skin and sinewy build-- wished...
The Case of a unknown love
It was two AM and I was just awakened out of my sleep by a loud noise outside my bedroom window. I jumped out of bed and run to my closet to retrieve my shot gun, as I was unlocking my gun the noise became louder like who ever it was had entered my home. My heart began racing and I didn't know what to do. I checked my pockets for my phone and realized I didn't grab it when I run to the closet. I was so afraid as I slid down to the floor and pumped back my gage I just got a week ago for my protection. I held it in front of me ready to pull the trigger if I had to. I'm sitting here shaking, swea...
Leela
Since the time of the Bhansalis, India has strived for perfection. A judgement without flaw.Something they never accomplished, credited to the never-ending civil wars and the unforgettable strife. At one point it got so bad, people got together and reminisced times of Karan Singh and old rulers, an era where the wretched East India Company didn’t exist yet.The time of Leela Bhansali, limitless beauty. The ultimate crime of Rajput.___________"Leela, the emperor has ordered for your presence!" One of the chambermaids rushed in to inform her, her apron blackened by the ashes of the common fire.Le...
The Blessing of el Rojo Gigante
To understand this story, it helps to understand something about my parents. And that is that my parents go big. On everything. I mean, just look at their restaurant. It’s called La Gran Torre de las Pupusas. That translates to The Great Tower of Pupusas. And the pupusas themselves….my God, they’re almost as big as an entire plate. If you don’t know pupusas, they’re generally not much bigger than the circumference of a roll of paper towels. They’re filled with cheese, beans and pork. But my parents’ pupusas aren’t just filled. Of course not. They’re STUFFED. So stuffed, in fact, that they have...