Fires Inn; The Mind_The Lost Girl_Sam's Second Shot_The Lord and my Lady
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Fires Inn; The Mind
Fires Inn; The Mind“By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. Do you think that is a strange way to answer a question I proposed to my class about life?”“I guess if I had to be truthful, and I always am, as lies as you know, are nothing more than an attempt to win an argument with yourself. I’d say it was a pertinent question, and promotes a revealing answer.”I was just at the library. I am fortunate to live in a small town where the library remains a central feature of a society, that would have moved on without the mores and ethics of a past, had it not been for that place. B...
The Lost Girl
Caroline and I have been best friends since kindergarten because we both snored while we slept and had to be kept separate from the rest of the class during naptime. Once we were put in different rooms we skipped nap time to talk to each other, pretending to be asleep when the teacher would come check on us. Now we are 17 and taking on a new adventure. We were from Notasulga so we had to get on AL-14 and neither of us had driven on the thruway by ourselves so we were excited. We climbed into Caroline’s sleek grey Malibu: my mother called out for us to put on our seatbelts. We laughed as we co...
Sam's Second Shot
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. The row of maples lit up the sky, smoke towering over the old town street. People were tripping over each other in panic. I stared at the chaos…and shut my eyes. There was heat, but it didn’t burn.I imagined myself running through the streets alongside the others trying to escape the inferno; I imagined myself running back inside, scrambling for the back door; I imagined myself, terrified, trying to find keys for my car in the lot. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. The decoys thoroughly concocted, I proceeded calmly down the sidewa...
The Lord and my Lady
Woods all around. They stretched as far as any eye could see. Nothing existed beyond or within these woods, nothing good that is. Deep within the heart of the woods lived a Lord of sorts. He once commanded the little village that lay surrounding his manoir. These days the Lord had little to command but his home. For a time he paced along his dark dusty hallways leaving only a trail, where his feet shuffled passed. Ghost-like, he made no noise walking from room to room as if to check on his guests, of course there was none to be found. Down the stone stairwell into the mass hall his sear...