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portals to the unknown
it was a beautiful late morning in May when I decided to take my daily walk around the Butter Tub Marsh walking trail, I hadn't long been out of hospital from a minor surgery so my walking was slow but steady.When I first enterd the gate into the trail, I met a woman in her late sixtys or early seventys and wearing a pink cardigan sweater, beige mid-thigh pants; she was holding a book. She had gray hair and strange, gray eyes. Although I smiled at her she did not acknowledge me as she seemed to be searching for someone or something.I continued my walk and turned the first curve in the path. In...
Wed or Dead
The bullet ricocheted off Kaz’s ski sending it skimming off her foot and causing her other ski to dig into the icy slope, flipping her body into the air. A million thoughts flew through her brain, as she attempted a triple axle with broken ski routine, trying to understand exactly how she missed the fact someone was trying to kill her. Something had been off for the whole weekend but she’d hoped it was just nerves rather than her usual intuition kicking in. In the space of a few milliseconds, or the time it took for her body to hit the snowy ground, her worst fears were confirmed. Kaz’s body ...
What's In A Name
My Hero is dead, killed by the Beast thundering outside the door. I am just a Sidekick, Besnik the Loyal. I can only wait until a new Hero arrives to take up his sword and save me. Until then, I must hide from the terror that has taken control of the castle.The battle was fierce, the scaled and fire-breathing Beast, Sepheron, was victorious and defeated www.onedoor.ccthe courageous Hero Kane. The castle grounds are littered with the detritus of the epic clash. The once beautiful gardens are scorched, burnt to blackened crisps by Sepheron’s fiery breath. The Inner Bailey of the castle has arrows and spea...
Dad's Footsteps
“What the fuck are we doing on this stupid camping trip?” Eric, the youngest brother, didn’t bother to hide his impatience with the whole rigamarole.“We’re here, you dumb shit, because Dad put it in his paperwork. We have to go on this trip together before they read the will. You know that.” The middle brother, Christopher, took off his horn-rimmed glasses, polished them with his t-shirt, thrust them back on his face impatiently.“Hey, just relax and enjoy it. It’ll be cool, spending some time together.” The oldest brother, David, directed his younger brothers — they ignored him, invariably.Eri...