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"Kandra Tell me a story." said the young Prince, as I hugged him close to my chest. I stared at the forever burning fire before I spoke. "This is the story of the Greatest Queen who's ever walked the earth. This Queen had Changed the world with magic burning in her veins. she was a rare woman that one. She was so powerful that she took over two realms at

once." The little prince snuggled closer, then whispered "Awesome!" I chuckled. " Most people have forgotten her story, they say that her story was a lie and that it was much too boring to tell," I explained. "Well I don't think so." the prince said. "That's good, Shall I continue?" I said, pulling him even closer. "Yes Please," he whispered. Siren Endore...

I think online school was a mess for everyone. It felt as if each day was the same. Wake up, stumble through my classes, Try and do homework, and lay around. I barely felt like I was even really learning anything, just doing busy work. I missed actually knowing my teachers and having a relationship with them. Same with my classmates, who I knew so well

before seemed like strangers.
And that’s how life felt until we started to work on our internships. While looking for possible internships I either wanted to do something where I could work from home, or find an opportunity in a medical field. After digging up nothing from my searches. I was desperate for really anything, that’s when my girlfrie...

"Just be grateful that you came back alive."

That fucking look on his face, a mix of disgust, contempt and smart-ass all rolled together. I had seen that look from others - from countless doctors and nurses at so God-damn many hospitals.

I had no idea what was wrong with me - the occasional onset of feelings of sheer terror, the confusion, the anger,

the feeling that I was going to die at any minute. What I did know is that I had become so fucking useless that I couldn't provide for my family - no food, no car, no home...no fucking hope.

So here were, at the office of Social Services, when the woman behind the bullet-proof glass asked, "have you ever been in the military." Before I could utter a word, ...

A thick silence hung in the air in the Silver City. There was no music, no laughter, nothing. At the gates of the city, the angelic host waited. They stared up at the city with blank expressions, anticipating the return of their brother. Off in the distance, a figure appeared at the top of the steps leading to the entrance of Paradise and began to make its

way toward them. Few in the throng reflected it was strange that this entity would walk rather than glide as usual.
Jegudiel’s whip hung from his hand loosely, but his wreath was nowhere to be seen. Blood trickled from his forehead, but he did not show any signs that he was in pain. Upon reaching the gates he paused momentarily before stepping through. The...

NADIA


Nadia slides the fabric onto the presser foot of the sewing machine. She has such an incredible ability to sew that she can even talk to her coworkers as she does her work. She laughs, she jests and enjoys life as she checks out and then she takes the bus. When she gets home, she turns on the tv and goes to bed. She thinks about her family, sends

them money every week. Sometimes, when she leaves home she waves at her neighbors, her smile is so powerful that they can´t avoid it even if they sometimes would wish to do so. They feel compromised to have a small talk with her.

One day Nadia gets called by her boss. He gives her a yellow envelope. She opens it. There´s a layoff letter and a check. St...

The Titanoboa is the genus and the world's largest snake and is now extinct. These snakes can grow up to 42ft and can reach a weight of 1,1135 kg! They lived 60–58 million years ago. They lived where is now called La Guajira in northeastern Colombia. They were extinct by the cause of the climax changing and the habitat changing as well. The Titanoboa can

reach about 50 mph of speed on both lands in the water and on land.

Henry Garcia?

Henry Garcia was the first to ever discover a fossil that was up to 42ft and weigh 1,1135 kg called the Titanoboa. “Henry Garcia search for river monsters of the Paleocene Epoch began here by accident 18 years ago. when Colombian geologist Henry Garcia found an unfamil...

Kailani was on her way home from school and she was upset so she was hurrying on her way cause she wanted to talk to her mom. But she had then gotten a call. She had received some devastating news. Her parents had died on their way home from their lunch date. She had fallen on the concrete sidewalks crying and screaming. The people living in the houses from

across the street came rushing towards Kailani and had asked her what's wrong repeatedly. She never answered. One of the women standing next to her had heard something from Kailani's phone and the woman had picked the phone up and put it to her ear and said "hello?" and then and there she heard the news dealing with Kailani's parents. She hung up and had rem...

We are in the midst of a sudden “bifurcation” in the evolutionary trajectory of a complex dynamic system. Bifurcation creates crisis, and crisis, as we know, is both danger and opportunity. Either way, it is a prelude to change. The challenge is to choose the change that leads to a sane and flourishing world. This is a real but non-recurring opportunity.

Failing to seize it means returning to where we have been: facing the prospect of our collective demise. Because for the past several decades we have been exposed to a plethora of crises, and these are likely to be as global as the pandemic, but not necessarily as temporary. They include conditions as bad or worse than a pandemic. For instance: millions dyi...

The Demon Lord a being not of the mortal world a being that came from the deepest of hell to bring carnage and destruction in its wake or the only reason he fights is for self defense ...

The orange sky that haunted the clouds above, the man stood there fixing his white hair and looked at a mask.
A mask that was originally white, but now it wall all black, with white painted flowers over it.
"You did love your garden, didn't you Lindsley? Well, the school got burnt down and I'm sorry I couldn't save it." The man spoke up as he sat down by

the hill.
"Sorry I couldn't get you a grave too. Was a little busy painting the town red." The man sighed, he looked at the mask.

"I remember you asked me why I kept it. I told you it was a past that I'm not proud off. It was white when I showed it to you, but now... Black with the darkened blood of all the people I killed." "Lindsley, seems like monst...

Mory lives in a world where everybody's got their own special set of powers from a certain animal. On the day of his graduation from the Bird Land Academy, insect warriors sneak into his homeland and carry out a surprise attack that kills his father and triggers a massive war. An infuriated Mory leaves home and dives right into the war so he can get revenge

against his father's murderers....

“Zinnia, I’m home,” Mrs. Robinson called from the kitchen. The wind howled outside and fat raindrops ran down the windows. There was no response from the dark house.

    “Zinnia, sweetie, come get some dinner,” she said hopefully. Nothing.

    Finally, Mrs. Robinson put down the sacks of groceries and marched down the hall to her

daughter’s room.

    “Come on, eat some dinner,” she said while opening the door.

    There was nobody in the bedroom. She checked under the bed, the closet, and under the rug. Nothing. Only a dripping, black painted handprint below the open window. Mrs. Robinson fell to the floor and burst into tears. 

    “Oh, my baby,” she whimpered. “Not her, too.”

...

I never thought that I would end up here. Alone. In a dark room. Black curtains. The walls painted an ominous gray. A dark rug, stained with something lighter that looked extremely suspicious. Whatever. I was used to it.

My family used to call me the eternal peacemaker. I was always calm about frightening things, such as the car crash that changed my

life. There was blood everywhere. My brother's neck twisted at an odd angle. His arm dislocated and slung over the seat weirdly. Antonio Maxwell, a great man in the making, died that day. And I don't blame him. I didn't have a choice but to get out and face my rescuers. I would have rather stayed. 

We were alone, on a twisty highway from Valenport City to th...

how did it came to this Points Murderous Psychopath of an Angelnoid Stab me and it looks like this is how I'm going to die and then Beautiful angel coming from the sky to save me or I am dreaming Well my name is Leo and this is how one day made my life to normal to Unnatural this is me and my sister how Got into the world of the dimensional.

Well, it's

that dream again A beautiful girl with a Halo and Golden Cross Shape in her eyes it was Glowing a golden color as well with Majestic black hair Come to save me of all people and then I hear a voice saying, LEO GETS UP it time to get up Leo say ok I'm up what is it we're are going to be late for school This is my little sister Kate Well I forgot to make breakfa...

It was five in the afternoon and Lily Evans was bored. She was sitting on the edge of her bed, thinking of the homework she still had to do. She would much rather be spending this time reading. She got up and looked out of her window. There was a man with a bag hanging off of his shoulder.
The mailman. She thought. Finally. Something for me to do…
She

walked out of her room and went down the stairs. Her father was sitting on the couch, reading the paper, and her mother was in the kitchen making something that smelled like roast beef.
“I'm going to get the mail.” She called to her father as she walked to the front door.
“Okay dear. Come right back, okay?” her mother hailed.
“Yes mother.”
...

“Montaine, Jesus fuck I aint dying so some crime lord can have some peace of mind tonight!” Kevin gripped tightly to the piloting controls of his ship.
There was a loud noise and a proximity alarm sounded. Montaine observed the situation as calmly as he could from his prison cell. Evidently, though the bounty hunter had taken every precaution, the

syndicate may have found him. Whether by the judgment of galactic government or the law of his own people Montaine would be executed. After all the lives he had taken he no longer cared for judgment. In his mind there was no penance. He never wanted to become a monster.
In a cigarette infected throaty voice Montaine spoke with hints of a French accent. “Misu...