Premonitions at Palenque_Carli Evans and The Vigilante_The Singing City_The Lost Sister
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Premonitions at Palenque
“I can’t believe it” thought Chloe as she approached the sarcophagus, “never in my wildest dreams…”. Her thought trailed off as she neared the resting place of what was sure to be an ancient Mayan Royal. Her team pried the heavy stone lid loose and slid it gently to the side. Acrid odors leeched from the sarcophagus and the team of archaeologists covered their faces with their bandanas. Chloe, having waited her whole life for a discovery such as this, could wait no longer, and leaned in to get a closer look. Anticipation and excitement rising she gazed down upon the two-thousand-...
Carli Evans and The Vigilante
“You can do this Carli. You’re a globe trotting adventurer, slayer of mythical monsters, finder of lost treasures, and star athlete in Surfing, Gymnastics, and Powerlifting. You can do this.” Carli Evans said this to herself as she walked through the halls of her high school in the direction of Brandon Wallis, the guy she’s had an eye for since kindergarten, and since the Sadie Hawkins dance was coming up she thought shewww.onedoor.cc would ask him out. After all, she was pretty and adorable, what isn’t there to like about her? Well sure she can be a little intense and one of her boyfriends did disappe...
The Singing City
See the mighty river. Wide. Swift. Majestic. Unrelenting in its quest for the sea. Look further to its twin. Just as wide. Just as swift. Just as majestic. Just as relentless. Notice how the twins meet. Intertwining. Caressing. Melding. Two become one. The marriage of two separate births into a raging serpent of wet and bubbles as wide as the eye can see. Notice how the island climbs out of the place where the two rivers meet. Defying the strength of the current. Forcing the newly combined twins to separate once again. Listen how the island sings. Employing the rush of water through the holes...
The Lost Sister
Angelina added cinnamon to the sweet potatoes. The cinnamon's label had chipped, and it said: cinnmo. Her friends would be over any minute; she didn't want to be late. She swiped up the platter of sweet potatoes off the kitchen counter and placed it on the kitchen table.Just then, the doorbell rang. They were here! Angelina rushed to the front door and opened it. Standing there were her four friends: Olympia, Blythe, Carissa, and Irene."Hi everyone!" Angelina exclaimed. She hugged everyone as they said hello to her and to each other.They all sat down at the kitchen table. "So, how is everyone...