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A Fairy Tale Of True Love Triumphant - Part 1

Once upon a time before the Normans came to this land, there lived a great king who was renowned for his wisdom and love of peace and justice. Caradoc, for that, was his name, was much loved by his subjects, and anyone, man or woman, was guaranteed a fair hearing in his courts. When he walked or rode about his kingdom, he would greet everyone with a cheery wave and a cry of ‘Good day to...Read On

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Come Lie With Me

The lady or the tiger

 

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Peace Talks

Would he and Amy soon be fighting like that Blue Jay and squirrel in the backyard?

 Sleep had been hard to come by. Mark’s mind kept going back to his bumping into Bebe at the dance last night and her agreeing to a date, then it would switch back two weeks to his kissing Amy, and how that changed everything, at least for him, then return to the meeting with Bebe. Just before dawn, he woke to the sound of his father leaving to go fishing on Big Bear Lake with S.J....Read On

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Father Bicgock

Father Bicgock was making his rounds at the Chapel when he came upon Sister Margaret weeping. "What is wrong, dear Sister?" Bicgock asked, sitting beside her. "My hand," Margaret replied, "It is broken." Her left hand was in a sling and wrapped in a cast. "I had a nasty fall and broke it, but it doesn't hurt anymore." "That looks quite damaged," Bicgock said, "But why must you weep if you...Read On

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Harborers of Hate

I don't know to free myself....

Hate gives us peace of mind. Knowing that we are feeling something relaxes us in a twisted, unknown way. Hate convinces us that it is all we have left. That, there is no fight left in us. That it will always be a bubbling misery that sits inside our minds, waiting to spread like a flame throughout our bodies. A black snake that slithers into our hearts, hell bent on devouring and destroying...Read On

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Jack and Ellie: Chapter Three (The End)

"You are my today and all of my tomorrows." - Leo Christopher

Once Ellie had returned to her apartment building she slowly walked up three flights of stairs to the top floor where she resided in her studio. Each step was painfully slow, and her melancholic face never wavered. Once she reached the door to her studio, Ellie slowly turned the key in the lock and was greeted with darkness as she opened the door. Walking inside, she leaned against the door...Read On

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Recompense - Part One

Another horror story in pieces....

"I want them beheaded," she announced amidst the staggered crying of the women.  "You want to cling to the barbaric ways of your heritage then you can appreciate drawing your last breath with your throat against the chopping block." More cries broke out, loud and pain-filled sobs that rang inside her ears. She would finally have the revenge she sought for so long. Recompense for the murder...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant hearts. Chapter 6

"...I have to go. I have to meet them, don't you understand?”

Berlin. May 01 st 1941   Despite the shocking revelations of recent days, nothing had changed significantly in her feelings but whilst she still loved her parents dearly Katarina now knew that she had to find out more about the family who had been totally unknown to her until just a few short months ago. Her constant companion, Maria had told her as much about her family as...Read On

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After The Storm

It's pretty calm now, after the storm

The show went on. Billy Elliot the Musical had a run of six shows from February 24th through 27th, and March 3rd through 5th. We were sold out for all the performances. It was successful by anyone's measurement. And I completed the show.  We have a population of around 92,000 people in our town. Not too small, but even so it can seem rather small. One of the oncologists at my cancer center...Read On

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Open Road

The wanderer takes a ride up the coast

I walked up from the Ventura River bottom where I spent the night. Nighttime in a homeless camp is very different, a strange mixture of camaraderie and distrust. Not unpleasant, but not great either. I was only interested in sleep without spending money. Short on funds, I decided that sleeping in the dry river bottom was better than an alleyway waiting to be rousted by the police.   ...Read On

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Gillian and the Three Mole Stories

Mole Story One I can't recall when I first realized I had a mole under my arm. It was located in the center of my armpit. Early grade school is my best guess. For the most part, I was blissfully unaware of its presence. Doctors had assured my Mother that it was harmless and there was no need to remove it. It was in third grade that my awareness of it became more pronounced. In those...Read On

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Embrace

All our eyes have seen all that lives and breathes along with each beloved face written in the stars, and now we should let the day just begin. With all coming face to face as distant thunder can be heard rolling out on the horizon, as we sit here as travelers out on this open road looking for that place where sorrow dies. It’s for myself and for my friends that my stories are spun with...Read On

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The Doll

What the heart desires the most...

His last stop before the flight going home as he opens the door to the toy shop. "Miss, can you assist me?" asking a sales clerk he saw on the dolls section. "How old is your daughter, Sir?" The sales clerk replied "She is special and loves a huggable life size baby doll." He replied The clerk gave him what he needs, After he is satisfied, he hugged the toy and paid for it. At home ...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XXVII

Entry XXXIV – Would it be right of me to go back to entry one of this diary and cross out the line or two I wrote of wolves? I was wrong, as they are far from a glorious creation; they are, indeed, large and terribly ferocious beasts. I am forced to agree with what I have read of them. It scares me just to think of going back into the forest. What other creatures may hide in the fog?...Read On

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Obituary

Something I started when told I had cancer...

I wrote my obituary today. It feels strange to write that, a surreal experience to say the least. How does one take stock of his life? If it is by money and status, then I am very poor indeed. If it is by the number of his friends, then I again fail. Did I have the most toys? Take the best vacations. Drive the fanciest cars? Will people remember me in one hundred years? The answer to all...Read On

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Winning The Prize

To be the one

 

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Cat Confessions

Hello, hoomans of the interwebz, my name is Rudolph Valentino, but I just get called Tino for short. Other names of mine are little shit or Turd-meister because instead of doing my business outside in the dirt, I choose to go indoors. I especially like to go into the bedrooms of my hoomans, burrow under their sleeping areas and go there. I do not tell them I have done this, instead, I wait for...Read On

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Jack and Ellie: Chapter Two

"I want to be with you till my last page." - a.r.asher

Ellie looked around the café, taking in its surroundings. Paintings from various artists adorned the off white walls. Large circular dimly lit lights hung from the ceiling. Intricately crafted wooden chairs surrounded small granite tables. Lavender and white peonies in small circular vases were placed in the center of each table. And a small coat rack stood in the front corner of the café....Read On

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The League of the Young and Supernatural (12)

Ch. 12 *Sakura* It was Denjo’s idea to wait until sunset to proceed with any plan of action due to the fact that he couldn’t stand the light and I couldn’t take much of the Earthen summer heat. That seemed perfectly logical until I realized that I had to linger around Denjo’s strange, barren mansion hideout for the rest of the day. I hadn’t lingered around and twiddled my thumbs for an...Read On

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The Mohawk Cabin (Chapter 1)

Their lives crossed paths by unlikely accident in a time few now remember.

The wood-spoked wheels of the old Crow-Elkhart began sinking in the soft mud along the shoulder of Route 9W almost as soon as I stopped the car. I had just pulled off the macadam in a panic, at the sharp command of my father. Aunt Alma protested that she was alright, but she was looking rather pale, from what little I could see of her. A towering stack of luggage, all her worldly...Read On

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Our Remarkable Cabbage Love

This one's for you Lady Elizabeth! My love for you is like the most remarkable cabbage, Your face reminds me of repugnant butterflies, Together, we are like sandwiches and mayonnaise. Oh darling Elizabeth, My remarkable cabbage, My repugnant onion, The perfect companion to my sandwiches soul. Sunsets are red, Smurfs are blue, I like forests at dusk, But not as much as I love skipping...Read On

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Jack and Ellie: Chapter One

Two strangers find each other through a chance encounter. They show how possibilities can be turned into reality throughout the course of one day. - Dedicated to rUnE. Thank you for your support and encouragement. There was a slight chill in the air and the afternoon sun was partly hidden behind clouds. People bustled down the sidewalks and cars sped down the streets. It was...Read On

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Bucket List

Keep filling the bucket

 

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Jack and Jill: Two Minutes

How would you spend your last two minutes?

**Legend has it, the greatest thief of all time spent two minutes drinking a glass of wine with his shadow after he killed his victim**. Jack trembled as he placed the gun in his mouth. Taking one last breath, he closed his eyes and pulled the trigger. BANG! Jack opened his eyes in shock. His gun misfired. Nothing seemed to be going his way. He threw the gun down on the sofa and made his...Read On

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Concrete Angel

Once I was a sweet girl, as precious as a rose. Someone squeezed my soul. Born an innocent angel, My squirrel face became most beautiful.   Mother hurt me for so long, Would punish me harder for spite. Unforgivable acts and cruelty you have placed upon me, I took everything like a good girl.   The punishments got worse as I got older, I had no one to protect me from you since birth....Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XXVI

Gala joins Claudia and Mr. Vukan on a third expedition.

Entry XXXIII – I awoke this morning still shaken by an unnerving anxiety from the main event of yesterday, and it was to my surprise that no horrid nightmares stole my sleep. Indeed, I slept peacefully. Had nature given me a night of rest from the cruel barbarity of my life? After several attempts at breathing deeply, I could not find the strength of will alone to calm the shudders....Read On

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The Dinner Party.

A true story

I remember it was the year that I finally won the lawsuit that I had filed four years ago.  It was a very sizable amount and to celebrate I quit my job. I then contacted my stunning model friend and asked if her numerous offers to visit and stay with her in Fort Lauderdale were still good, and they were. To this day there are still people that believe that we were having sex. No one wanted...Read On

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Keep Counting...

The things we learn while walking to school...

Today, while walking my kids to school, I overheard my nine-year-old son ponder aloud to his younger sister, "I wonder if there are any swear words for butt." Never one to ignore a teachable moment, I interjected that he indeed knew at least one. I then told him. Why? Because that's my job. We've been through this before. His expression was priceless! He was in genuine shock. For some...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XXV

Claudia and Gala have a long conversation.

Entry XXXII – I had come to notice Gala—the pretty-voiced minstrel that I had met in the Chapel not long ago—sitting alone at the end of a long table in the Great Hall. She looked quite lonely; taking a bite of bread as she read from a small book that was placed beside her plate of food. There were other students at the farther end of the table but paid no attention to her. Nor did...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant hearts. Chapter 5.

“I have done nothing wrong so why do I have to be afraid?”

Munchen-Pasing. April 29th, 1941   Monday morning dawned but no sun was visible. Although not cold, the sky was grey and threatened rain. It didn't matter to Maria, though. She had risen at six, as she always did and had prepared breakfast for her parents and wished her father goodbye as he left for work an hour later. Now, whilst her mother was dressing, she sat alone in the...Read On