Mourning Dawn_When the Age of Heroes Ends_ No return?_Fat Chance at the YMCA
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Mourning Dawn
They say that when a phoenix dies, it burns to ashes and is reborn anew. With that in mind, we must assert that there is, at any given time, at least one phoenix on the planet at any given time.So… where is it? Why have I never seen one before?Dagny paused to think a little longer, letting the ink of her pen bleed a little on her lower lip. It wasn’t necessary to lick the pen or anything, she just thought it made her look smarter when she wrote. As a result, she had accumulated an impressive collection of blue spots on her lips by the time she’d finished that last thought. She shook herself o...
When the Age of Heroes Ends
Lifting the mountain they climbed would have been easier than lifting his own legs, Dhyses decided. He felt a curse smiting the gods of Emsding for not dissuading him from following his blasted old man ahead of him and what remained of his retinue. Thirty men from across the known world, for their pride’s sake at least, had agreed to accompany Soreus Emberwood. Every single one of them had chosen glory over a boring life in their villages. They had all chosen greed over their wives and children. None of them had given it a second thought. And look at them now: only three of them remained to fo...
No return?
He continued to argue with the older man. They were in a cafe sipping coffee. The young man broke out, "Is this my point of no return?"Uncle Japheth smiled and was silent for a while. He slowly replied, "The point of no return takes time in this case, James."They were discussing their faith or the lack of the same. A discussion they had had a lot in recent times. Japheth, a committed believer in the Lord Jesus Christ, had been sharing the gospel with his young nephew, James, for the past few years, almost.James, young as he was, dabbled in more than one thing at a time. Various controversial ...
Fat Chance at the YMCA
Ginny stood in front of the ceiling to floor mirror. She had just finished her shower and was about to proceed to her locker in the YMCA, where she would dress, collect her belongings and begin her day in the outside world.She had recently made a decision to work on her self image, no small feat.The other task, which seemed herculean in the moment, was to tackle yet another attempt to render her rather large body down to a reduced state of being.Ginny, into her 7th decade of life, had finally reached a place that had eluded her from a very young age.Her journey had begun sometime in the fall o...