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Snow Melt
Unusual words and definitions: Anole-a green lizard Setae-small hairs that assist lizards in movement.A green lizard, named Jolie, saw water droplets dripping from the inside of a decaying log located in an unkempt backyard. The spring snow was melting and this caused hunger and excitement to course through the anole, sending her in a fit of circles at the threshold. She slid into the depths of the log, by way of setae on the bottoms of her feet. Speaking to her frog friend, Fritz, through release of a chemical through her scaly skin, she said she was ready to leave their hideout.Because lizar...
The Nameless Lands
(Contains brief moments of sensitive language and violence. Reader's discretion must advise.)The Nameless Lands Robson. WThe pyromancer in red sat on a tall smooth block of moss stone over a valley of white blanket grass and pale dead trees. The flakes that fluttered freely like freezing stars were relentless. It had been going on for five months with so much as a minute www.onedoor.ccof pause. The pyromancer had been killing his time by tossing a ball of small fire around from one gloved hand to another, both concealing black, charred skin and blood dried cuts and lesions from his years of work. His face h...
Stranger Than Fiction
Often, I have found truth to be stranger than fiction and the following story happens to be one of those I experienced. The names have been changed and the dates are approximate, but beyond that, the story is true.Throughout my life, I have had flashes of premonitions, but there was one I had in 1985, that far surpassed the rest. I was twenty-nine-year-old white male, working at a 7-Eleven store in a run-down part of Dallas. A mix of customers would come through the doors, which included workers from Love Airfield and a few regulars, who stopped in for gas and cigarettes. But most of the of t...
The Key for Nightmares
I ate my dinner at 10 that day. I felt too sleepy after 20 hours of hacking. But the MI6 didn’t care heck about who died for them and who worked how many hours for them. They just wanted their work done. I wolfed down all of the Italian noodles and threw the plastic bowl down the veranda railing. I walked to the schedule my sister had made for me. She died 2 years ago in a car crash. She was driving on an accident-prone road when a truck coming from another side hit her car. The car was completely smashed and she was deeply hurt. As she tried to escape the car for help, the driver shot her dea...