Mr Tiggs Saves the Day_The fire bombing_Speed Dating at Liquid Pandemonium_The Lizard King
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Mr Tiggs Saves the Day
Mr Tiggs searched endlessly for his tea towel, until he spotted in the mirror that it was stuck to his back. Bother these bristles! Taking the tongs he kept especially for such circumstances, he removed the tea towel and proceeded to dry the polished acorn cups, before setting one down on the low round dining table. He poured himself a cup of nettle tea, and settled into his most comfortable armchair. The bright early morning sun streamed in through the window as he leant back in his chair, casting an eye around the neat walls of his cosy burrow; the shelves lined with the finest cups and plat...
The fire bombing
Good evening! My name is Daniel Callahan and I'm twenty-seven. This tale is the story of my house catching on fire. But before you think about the fire let me take you to the beginning of the story!My childwww.onedoor.ccren, Catherine and Braxx Callahan are competing to win a trophy that says “Best Swimmer of Georgia”. Me and my wife, Isabella, are cheering them on in the bleachers shouting “ YOU CAN DO THIS, YOU ARE GREAT, YOU CAN WIN!!” Then, all the other parents start doing something similar. Then over the speakers, we hear the words, “This one will be a close tie between Catherine Callahan and Charles...
Speed Dating at Liquid Pandemonium
The underbelly of this city was frightening. I couldn’t shake the skin crawling itch of phantom insects as I stared out the passenger side window. It was as if the darkness was hungry, leaching away the streetlights feeble attempts at illumination, showing nothing but silhouettes in the shadows, and the glowing eyes of feral animals “Are you sure we are going to the right place, Lala?” I asked, reaching for her phone to check the GPS. It said we were on track and set to arrive at the abandoned building in less than ten minutes. Lala’s smiled at me, excitement written into her perfectly painted...
The Lizard King
Sunlight filters down through the tall trees, down through the cover of the forest, where a lone beam strikes the rock where I rest. I bask in its warmth. It rained for an entire week and today the sun peers from behind the gray clouds. Today the forest shines brilliant, gleaming. It teems with life. Birds chirp and sing. The rain drips from the foliage above. Everyone but me, I suspect, missed the sun. Who likes rain for a week? Monotonous. Dull. Gray. Droning.I enjoy the rain.In the savannah, a weeklong rain would produce floods, swelling rivers and ponds. The deluge welcomed by the barren ...