THE GROTTO_The Pirate Captain ,Joe Smith obsessed with finding a mythical treasure of the magic lamp
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THE GROTTO
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. The flames stretched out, licking the trunk of the tree. Before long, the whole tree was on fire, and the fire leapt to the next and the next. The forest surrounding our love grotto was on fire, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.I remembered the words of the legend that you would find true love and face a challenging test. If the test was failed, all would be lost. The Legends tell of a love Grotto nestled away in the woods. A place where you could have your heart's desires, but also face your heart's deepest pain. Many travelle...
The Pirate Captain ,Joe Smith obsessed with finding a mythical treasure of the magic lamp on a Treasure Island.
The story is entitled The Pirate Captain ,Joe Smith obsessed with finding a mythical treasure of the magic lamp on Treasure Island.One Friday ,on a Treasure Island tells of how a ship sailed to a certain Island by the aid of a Pirate Captain to find some valuable treasure which according to the map had been buried underground. However on arrival a Pirate Captain and his entourage tried unsuccessfully to take the command of the ship in order to get all the treasure for themselves especially the mythical treasure. The Pirate Captain and his entourage had no other option but to escape to a villag...
The Stone Heart of Ruthcarton
Benji stood stock still as the monstrous creature bore down on him. Its bulbous green skin glistened with acidic slime, fizzing in the sea breeze. He cwww.onedoor.cclosed his eyes as a thick ropey tendril rose from the churning sea. The sea monster swung its boneless arm high into the air and knocked Benji to the ground. Cracks began to appear in his vision, and reality came flooding in. Marcus Vanderver stood over him, his two chubby goons scoffing as he dusted off his ivory knuckles. He looked down at Benji with disdain as the boy lay gasping for air on the ground, holding his stomach while his band of pi...
A Matter of Honour
“Are not.” “Are too.” “Are not.” “Are too.” Back and forth they went, in a seemingly endless refrain. A cluster of onlookers surrounded them, watching breathlessly, silently egging them on, wondering who would be the first to concede. Finally, red faced with anger and frustration, the girl stomped hard on the ground and uttered one final, defiant “Are not!” “Prove it.” The tone was snide, mocking her, daring her to back down before everyone. The challenge had to be accepted. To do otherwise would be an affront to her entire sex, an affront from which she could never see herself recovering. “To...