Rejection_A Life Well Spent?_Adolpha_Afternoon Delight
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Rejection
Jessica tugged at the green taffeta dress, she’d gotten from the consignmet shop on East Broadway. Last week she’d fallen in love with how it fit and looked on her. Her coworkers had tranformed the bland hotel meeting room in a Christmas party zone. She scanned the room for Thom. If it wasn’t for him, she wouldn’t have bothered to get a newish dress, or even come. There he was over by the planter, his back to her. With his height, his suit looked perfect on his broad shoulders. Why was he talking to Lydia, who only ever worked night shift. Did he even know her, beyond night shift handover? Sh...
A Life Well Spent?
Peter couldn’t believe his eyes. He had finally found the book he was looking for.For twenty-seven years, he had searched for it in every library and every bookstore. He dedicated the first half of his adult life almost entirely to his quest. It didn’t take long before he was considered being the expert on rare books. Kings and beggars, knights and knaves, scientists and wizards, they all turned to him if they needed to find a book of some sort, whether it was a book that could help them make someone fall in love with them, conquer the world, or brew a magic potion. Peter knew just where to lo...
Adolpha
Despite being 2:00 am the snow on the forest floor seemed to cast an otherworldly blue glow upon the evergreen world. The stillness was sacred here, a time of reverence for the occupants of the Pine Wood. The bears slept soundly, the badgers rested warm in their dens, the deer huddled together for warmth and the remaining winter birds respite in the hollows of the trees went uninterrupted.The only remain wakeful resident was Honi, the resident male wolf who kept a watchful eye on the forest during hibernation time. His thick gray coat kept him plenty warm. In the past wolves had been plentiful...
Afternoon Delight
www.onedoor.cc“Where am I? How is it so incredibly bright yet all the colors muted and dingy? It’s almost like there is a sepia overlay on the landscape. Wait…is that…?”“Oranges? Yeah…and I agree, this place reminds me of…”“It reminds me of a painting I once created. A long time ago. It’s still hanging in my mom’s house. Only it’s not on the refrigerator anymore. I had it framed for her a few Christmases ago. She really loves that painting as rudimentary as it is. I always found it uninteresting and lifeless. Anyway, why oranges?”“I don’t know, the scent is awfully sweet and somewhat revitalizing. Don’t you...