Phantasmagoric: Dreamwalker_People Watching_Beach Gravel_The Fall of Phaeton
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Phantasmagoric: Dreamwalker
Phantasmagoric describes something with a dreamlike, fantastical, unreal, deceptive, or shifting appearance, like an optical illusion. Dreamwalkers A gentle voice is heard in the darkness.There are people who believe that dreams have meaning behind them, some believe it's your subconscious mind working out problems you encountered during the day. And some believe it is God's way of speaking to you. But what if you had a dream that was so bizarre that no rhyme or reason could decipher them, a dream so realistic that you can even taste the air you breathe.And I don't mean bizarre like doing th...
People Watching
As he fastened his jeans and slipped into a freshly ironed button-up, Frank’s joints sang out in protest. The chorus had been growing louder over the years; he wasn’t the same agile young man who dodged bullets in Kandahar and leapt from airplanes like the ground was made out of marshmallows. (It wasn’t, as he abruptly found out once or twice after some equipment malfunctions.) The human skeleton isn’t meant to endure quite so much trauma, his doctor told him on many occasions. But it was all he knew and more importantly, it was what he was good at. A life outside of the job seemed unfeasible...
Beach Gravel
It must have been a mottle of sunlight that woke me. I lifted my head and looked around. The sun had just risen above the mountains on the other side of the fjord, and the light was fighting its way through the trees above me. The day before, from the water, the sides of the fjord had looked steep and inaccessible—just raw rock walls with the occasional stand of trees poking out of a rocky ledge. But I’d somehow found a hidden lair. My sleeping spot was nestled in a tiny inlet between sheer walls, on nearly flat ground next to a creek that emptied into the fjord after trickling over a little g...
The Fall of Phaeton
Pete never knew his dad lived in a palace. Like, a real palace, a magnificent shining palace of opalescent stone within sight of Mount Olympus, a palace with a grand hall that he would have to walk across one day. Luckily he was wewww.onedoor.ccaring his Dodgers’ cap and the long bill protected his eyes from the worst of the glare as he made his way inside. A palace attendant came running forward, saying, “Tut-tut, no hats in the presence of His Royal Highness King Helios.” Pete shrugged the attendant away and said, “I’m his long-lost son—Dad won’t mind.” And anyway, he suspected the old man was a Dodgers...