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We Never Started Counting
“--And be sure to turn the clocks ahead!” “Of course!” I yelled back down the hall. Cassie and I had lived together for over a year by then, and the rhythm of the evening in our house was a gently rocking waltz where the partners danced and slid around each other, on opposite but shared missions. One to the kitchen, one to the bathroom. One to finish the laundry, the other the dishes. Now, with the long, drab winter finally letting up, a new step: Changing the clocks. We flitted around the small apartment, turning gears and pressing buttons, smiling with the power to change time. When I laid ...
The Battle of the Northern Mountains
This is an account of the battle that took place in the Northern Mountains (giant’s territory) in the rain of King Ruegrad, Lord of Survure, Ruler of Stockthorn, King of the Southern Marshes, Emperor of Long Islands, Conqueror of the Rugged Waste, Subjugator of the Northern Giants, Sovereign of all the Realms of Argrethian, and Knight of the most Holy Order of the Royal Guard. It occurred in this way. The giants had always been a nuisance to the countries who bordered their territory, and as King Ruegrad began his great conquest, and started attacking more and more countries, one after the...
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The Kettle Calls
Today is the day. Darrel is coming over for tea. Wewww.onedoor.cc don't see each other very often any more, I have been busy with my new job. I'm a dog walker now. Funny how things turn out, I don't even like dogs. As the water boils, I gaze out the kitchen window into the back yard. Darrel used to love digging in the garden, now, sadly, its nothing but weeds and such. The kettle calls. I reach for the tea bags and ready the pot. Darrel takes cream with his tea, not milk, cream. I glance out the window again as I open the fridge door, Maybe I'll take honey, today, I thought as I set the cream down. I got ...