Do We Have to Fight People?_Tall Tails and Big Fish_A Bird's Eye View_Blood Of Kings
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Do We Have to Fight People?
I nervously walked into The White Room with my little brother. Today was the day I hated. The day I dreaded. Today was the day everyone in our District had to fight each other. Head-to-head, face-to-face. “Cambria,” My younger brother Ian said. “Do we have to fight people?” I breathed deeply and shook my head. “No, Ian. We will never fight people. It’s not who we are. No matter how much they might seem to deserve it, remember what God tells us.” “Love your enemies,” “That’s right. We will always love people no matter what.” “So we’re not fighting people today?” “No,” I knew that wasn’...
Tall Tails and Big Fish
“Ron, hand me a drink.” I was strapped to a fighting chair on the bow of the boat and couldn’t get up. We were anchored close to a sixty foot deep hole, which is a short distant south of the Sebastian inlet and about a half mile off shore. That is the point where the current slows allowing everything from the inter-coastal waterway to settle to the bottom. One other feature about this area is why the locals call it the monster hole for reasons soon to become obvious.“I didn’t know I’d be a servant.”“Stop complaining. You wanted to come. Pick up that rod and close the tackle box. Move this stuf...
A Bird's Eye View
'Has anyone seen the Colonel?!', says the right hand man. Everyone looks around and nods their heads no. Wondering who they were waiting on in the first place before.No one has ever actually met the Colonel, except for, of course, the one asking all the questions and ordering others to do certain things in their group. "Here he is now", says the man. The Colonel came flying in and just landed upon his crew saying, "Sorry about being late. Is there still enough time to get to the other side? I don't expect that we are expecting any bad weather on the way. Of course, let's not forget to watch fo...
Blood Of Kings
Here I was again, not that I did not know that I could not stay in my dreams forever, no matter how much I wish I could. Zackarias came through my little clay hut, and gave me a good lash with his leather whip. I flinched and got up. He looked me up and down with his grey half blind eyes in disgust. His long dirt caked hair barely clung to his sun burnt olive skin, and his dress shirt with ripped shorts smelled like dried cow dung. I could smell whiskey on him from a mile away, and together with the dung, and the whiskey, the smell made me flinch. He let out a long bewww.onedoor.cclch straight into my face...