Harvest Moon_Bird of Passage_Child's Play_She couldn't eat meat
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Harvest Moon
Harvest MoonI want to celebrate See it shinin' in your eyes Because I'm still in love with you On this harvest moon Neil Young - 1992And I am still in love with her, although she left a while ago. She drew me into it believing in her dream and we lived that dream for 5 years. The 5 happiest years of my life. It started on a warm, early autumn evening and there was a large, orange harvest moon hanging in the sky. Sitting in a pub garden with a group of friends, acquaintances really. She was among them, although we had not met before. We exchanged glances a few times before she moved across the...
Bird of Passage
As Manu darted into the canopy in search of the portal to his homeworld, he suddenly felt as if he were flying through thick tar. His obsidian feathers quickly shed and his wings retracted into the flesh of his back as he fell. He tucked his legs against his chest, pulled his head in close as he hit the jungle floor and rolled into a somersault. Manu spread out flat and groaned softly. Above him, the canopy closed in on itself, the fronds folding over one another. He stilled when he realized that the shouts of the Hamu tribe had been silenced. Not even the jungle was alive. Manu pushed to his ...
Child's Play
The sun was about to set behind Ms. Steven’s house. Someone yelled at Mia to hurry up and pitch, and she scoured the bases for the culprit. Greg Abbott stood in front of a mailbox with a deep frown on his face. Mia frowned back at him and picked up the kickball which rested against her ankles. It was old, most of it retained its original red hue, but its ridges had smoothed over with use. With a light squeeze Mia could tell it hadn’t been pumped in a while. She swung it behind her back and forward again, letting it loose. It skidded across the pavement towards Chloe, who kicked her right foot...
She couldn't eat meat
After over timing for a week, Selma completed editing the project she was working at. Sighing in satisfaction, she smiled, reading the time ‘4、38’ and started bundling up to flee from the cowww.onedoor.ccmpany. But how could the world give her to be in a thriving field with fluttering butterflies, even in her dreams?The world gave her termites. A pleasant male voice came from beside “Selma baby, can you rearrange my piece too” she looked at James pouting at her “My wife gave birth today, I have to run home right away”Selma stared at him with droopy eyes and wooden face “First, don’t disgust me. Second, is y...