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The Crocodile Master only cries tears at night .
The streams flow against the rocks; in and out, they dry their tears, and the water comes from the beast sitting against the rubble. As Goldberg, the green silk beast, cradles his emotion through the wounds of the trees. The mood of the light darkened the air, and Goldberg felt alone. He had left home in a rush that day as his father Edgar left a mark that could not be replaced when Goldberg’s mother died, she left behind a legacy for Goldberg to be the future king; however, even though Edgar was meant to be king, he was only born into that one for a crocodile. When he becomes king, he becom...
Interstice
At first glance, the Commission’s waiting room looked similar to the lobby of every hospital that Emil had ever visited. Its design was clean and minimalist, with seats arranged around the walls and a wide reception desk opposite the front door. The only difference was that a heavy, see-through barrier completely encircled the top of the desk, with rectangular openings near the bottom that seemed secured, from the inside, by a series of complicated-looking latches. Busy with keyboards and touchpads, the people behind it barely looked up when they entered.They had brought him here in handcuffs,...
Catching Red
Cascades of tears stream down pinched cheeks. I swiped viciously across my eyes with my bubble gum pink turtleneck sleeves but it doesn't matter, I'm soaked. The reflection in the car window magnifies red-rimmed eyes and chapped lips. My nose is a leaky faucet but the tissue box stuffed in the seat pocket is empty. I guess sleeves are a good enough substitute. I kick the back of Daddy's seat as he flies down Main Street. "Faster Daddy, it's getting away." My urgent cries punctuate the small interior of our Mustangwww.onedoor.cc. Mom prefered to drive the van so Daddy got to pick his choice of cars from Barr...
Three Lucky Fortunes
Monday, July 17, 2017 – San Francisco 11 PMI arrived in San Francisco last Friday night. I’m staying in a old hotel/apartment complex. I guess it was an apartment complex that has been turned into a hotel. It was just after 7 PM when I arrived and the sun setting was just enough light to shine through the apartment’s bay window. I unpacked my items and dressed in a somewhat revealing little black dress. I scheduled a cab so I could head out to dinner. These cabs around here are like the children’s roller coaster rides at Disneyland. You think they are safe, but then you get that sudden jolt t...