The Fire Stone Curse_Tall Tales from the Mines_Claire-A-Belle Theatre_A Spirit and a Curse
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The Fire Stone Curse
The day I realized I was nothing was the same day I destroyed the one thing I worked my whole life to find.My mind was still foggy, as it had always been. I was still mindlessly working, searching for fire stones, as if nothing was wrong. Nothing had changed, and only then did I realize that nothing ever would.I walked obediently in a single-file line, standing in the very back because I was the smallest, the one least likely to be successful. There weren't many children in our village. In fact, there were three. None were younger than thirteen. The entire village, from the elderly, down to me...
Tall Tales from the Mines
“Okay, so the PFA has agreed to let us interrogate these men, but they’re not going to let insurance investigators take the reins forever, no matter how much we bribed them. I’m not sure how long we’ll be able to count on their cooperation.”The other agent nodded. “That’s fine. We’ll work with what time we have. Let’s make this quick.” He turned to the one-way mirror. “Send in the first interviewee.”The first Argentinian miner was led through the door. “I do not know what I’ve done wrong,” he said. “Please, I just want to go home to my family.”“We just have a few questions and then you’re fre...
Claire-A-Belle Theatre
A solitary lady stood on the catwalk six metres above the show. She gazed down, making out the figures on the stage below. Heat rose around her as the suspended lights glowed brightly. The bridge walkway both alarmwww.onedoor.cced and exhilarated her, even after all the years being a part of the theatre. She giggled, remembering the fear she once felt on the catwalk. Her manager would make her come up whenever she made a mistake in her work at the theatre. ‘Claire, if you are to learn focus, you must develop discipline. Up you go and close the barn doors on spotlight three!’ Her body would shake, her hand...
A Spirit and a Curse
Julian has seen lots of things in his life, seen things that made others scratch their head. With a camera and hawk-like precision, he took pictures of these things, catching the infinite beauty tied with the landforms.Today, though, was a special place. Before him stood a landmark that no one could ever quite explain.Around him was a barren desert. On the trek to this place, his shoes hissed on the cracks of earth, little rocks spurring in his wake. Dust settled into small clouds on the surface, hiding his ankle and shoes in a dim mist. He could still hear and feel the earth beneath him, depr...