Just Yesterday_BATTLE OF MEROPIS_Cornelius Philo the Immortal_FAILING HOBBIES
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Just Yesterday
Just yesterday, Ave had been comfortably perched in the lap of her latest suitor, being spoon-fed wealth and luxury in gross excess. How she had ended up on a train, gagged and blindfolded, she had no recollection. But here she was, for better or worse. The seat was luxurious, cushioning itself around her body wherever it made contact. The train’s vibrations were hardly noticeable through her seat on the plush furniture. Unfamiliar spices wafted through the air, tingling her nose, and the distant murmur of chatter taunted her. Whatever this was, it was a luxury experience. Too bad she couldn’...
BATTLE OF MEROPIS
THE BATTLE OF MEROPISNicholas Danksworth looked out of the window. The sky was a clear, bright azure. Sighing, he turned around and switched off his alarm. Getting up, he went into the bathroom and stared into his reflection in the mirror. A hollow face with greying hair stared back. He had bright green eyes, which held the wisdom of eighty years.He got dressed and sat in verandah of his house, reading the Aramoor Herald and drinking his coffee. A knock on his door startled him out of his reverie. Wondering who it could be this early, he opened the door, and saw Josephine Blossom.Josephine wa...
Cornelius Philo the Immortal
From Dr. Gwain Marsh’s Notes Dated: February 19, 1712For our purposes of creating a state of suspended automation, our first task was to choose a subject willing to agree to the conditions of our experiment. In sending out handbills in all the local pubs and social gathering places, we had a young man in average physical stature in just about every way who was not very well educated as he was born on a farm in Cornwall where education consists of fertilizing crops and the proper upkeep of livestock. His name is Corniellus Philo, age 24, male, dull witted and very trusting as he signed the d...
FAILING HOBBIES
My wife said “You’re sitting watching TV all the time. That’s because you’ve no hobby. You had told me you had started by taking a course on homeopathy as a hobby so that you could treat the poor. That was before we were married. You had acquired a big box full of those medicines which remains unused. You said that system of medicine ran in the family as your grandfather in the village had practised it in ancient times. You received a diploma but your treatment was wrong from the start. The then gardener’s son had pain in the neck and took your medicines. Actually it turned out to be something...