Reino Dorado_That night_Flying South_The Branching
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Reino Dorado
“Alright, let’s stop here,” I paused and signaled to the party behind me. I surveyed the clearing as people began to put up tents. It was the seven month of our exploration looking for Reino Dorado. I had searched for nine long years, dedicating my life to the discovery of the ancient Aztec kingdom.I pulled my leatherbound journal out of my backpack, and sat down on the ground to report today’s findings. My intern and younger cousin, Tasha, approached me cautiously. She knew I was getting a bit restless.“Sabrina?” she asked. “What would you like me to do?”I sighed and pulled out two maps, one...
That night
It was a little past midnight. Samara was just returning home from work. Usually, she would be home by 7 in the evening, but today her boss had given her a lot of work, which she was supposed to complete before going home.Samara was a curious girl. She would always go looking for trouble. It was really dark and there was no one on the streets except her. Samara didn't have a car yet, so she was walking home tonight. She was scared of walking alone in the dark streets at night so she fastened her pace.Suddenly she heard a loud scream, she halted in her steps and turned towards the direction whe...
Flying South
Sarah looks perky this morning. She’s sitting on that high branch over there singing her dawn song. Iwww.onedoor.cc bet she feels the same as I do that it’s about time we flew south. The wind is getting up, the temperature has dropped considerably. We cannot stay here much longer, or we will freeze or starve to death. Each day has shown fewer insects to eat. Each day there are less of the gang around. Ah, she’s fluttering her wings I’d better stretch mine too. And we’re off, flying high up into the clear blue sky and catching the South Wind. Oh, it feels lovely to be able to spread my wings to their maximum...
The Branching
Underfoot the pavement sizzles, so hot it burns through Vivi’s thick soled boots.Today promises to burn, the sun and its rays thick with heat that feels as if it’s roasting Vivi from the inside out. It spills from the clouds illuminating the track, casting all the racers in a harsh light that makes Vivi grateful for her dark visor and helmet. The major disadvantage with that though is how the sun feels drawn to her.Not the best day to wear all black.And not the best day for her motorbike to be all black too. Still though, there’s no changing it now. It’s not like she can, with the race starti...