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myself. ”Oh.” He pauses as if he forgot what he was about to say. ”I have a message for Skyler Stone.” He said it so smoothly it sounded like he rehearsed it a thousand times. How does he know my name is Skyler, I never used that name I went by Sky and Sky

Wildfire Forenote: I have little experience in nature and so this work will be entirely fictitious and feature fictitious characters, and takes place in a fictitious world The region we had been traversing had recently been suffering severe drought, however we simply had to carry on through to our destination. We pitched camp to prepare for dusk at the foot of an arch-tree among a vast forest of similar structures, soaring kilometers high and as thick as the oak trees back home were tall. As

I came around the large tent to see the bright lights that illuminated the field. Less people lingered around for the games and food sold in carts scattered about, but well over a hundred guests still remained. Music played, but I could barely hear it over the noisy people, talking and laughing without a care in the world. Kids won little prizes and ate pink cotton candy spun just for them. Smiles lit up their faces, and that made me smile, too. I enjoyed their happiness. It meant all was right with

\Mostly, the world went by so, so slowly. It took everyone ages to get even a simple sentence out. They all walked like they had nowhere they could need to be, and every time they ate it was a whole big production. Then they all conked out for eight hours a night-- just had to check out and bid the world a fond farewell. Peter found it much more efficient to take quick naps throughout the day, mostly between people saying "um" and the eternity until the next word. This left him free for a bit of

John went back to the fire and absorbed some heat radiating of the bare flames. He awoke a droplet of rain to face he got up and looked around the fire had died out and left a pile of ash the sky looked unforgiving and dark as if it was about to rain. John looked around taking in his surroundings noticed that he had no idea where the tracks were as they had followed a map to get to the cabin. John then set off in the direction he thought he

The sun dipped lower, painting the sky with an array of pinks, purpules, oranges, and yellows. The slivered moon perched above the clouds which held the promise of a placid, tranquil night. The ripples across the lake had all but diminished, the leaves settling into place. The dock moaned under my weight as I picked myself up and began walking towards my bike, leaves crunching beneath my feet, the sound echoing across the empty lake. I rode home in silence, listening to the crack and pop of rocks

Who doesn’t have a favorite constellation? I have found myself looking at the night sky for years wondering this, and over these years I’ve found my favorite, though it may be cliché, this constellation is Orion. I don’t have many reasons for this and honestly I believe the main reason is simply aesthetic preference. Another reason, however, is the Greek myth that goes with it. The constellation itself is located on the celestial equator, simply the projection of earth’s equator in space, and can

As dawn began to break across the beautiful sky, I heard the powerful iron doors of the main building being closed and locked. Dawn to me is the most beautiful part of the day. Colors streaming across the sky make me forget about the horrors of the world. Under me I heard some sort of loud bombs or grenades being thrown into the lowest hall and exploding there; they seemed to make only smoke, but they may have been incendiaries. Later, the ground floor began to burn a scorching heat. Perhaps benzene

Once upon a time, there was a man who had a lot of work to do. He was only allowed to work when the sun was in the sky, because night time meant he had to go to sleep. According to the man, work was more important than sleep. So one morning, as the sun was beginning to rise, the man took a lasso and wrangled the sun to keep it from rising for just one hour. That way, the sun would be up for “an extra hour,” even though the sun would be up for the same amount of time, the only difference that this

Before long, the jarring roller coaster ride started as the Odyssey rotated a full three hundred and sixty degrees followed by a series of precipitous repetitive descents and ascents. Surina’s heart leaped into her throat even though she remained transfixed by the view of the ancient boulders hurtling past. Quickly stealing a glance at the other passengers, she noticed a few kept their eyes shut while clutching the armrests of their chairs. However, the majority, including the Ellison children