Fantasy

A classic story, abused one more time for posterity.

can i hunt your dinosaurs?

My bed and my blankets, that’s what I yearn for now. I have suffered the indignity on my eyes of this glare of day that powers the instincts of those enslaved by this illuminated life.

“And first prize for most interesting plant goes to...

Food for thought when making progress.

I guess those who talk about it don't do it ... You know ... that thing folks do when they do ...

Never will they reconcile themselves to
the doorway of loneliness...

In time of wavemakers, time of a navigators art,

t'was said, then,

"Many lives were lost! Many souls torn-apart!"

Together we are legends, and legends never die as long as they are remembered in story and song.

She remembered:

"So you blame the white man?"
"Yes."
"But there are yellow men, black men, and Hispanic men who get away with crime also. O.J. Simpson for one."
"I just kill the white man."

I stayed up all night and watched the dawn arrive.
It seems to have such enthusiasm, as if the night is its great rival.
It stands in front of it and disturbs its peace,

She remembered:

"So what makes you want to become a killer?"

"It's quite a place. Why do you have all these pictures of handsome men on the wall? I'm a bit jealous."
"Former boyfriends," she answered.
"Is my picture going to be on the wall also?"

As he cradled her in his arms, a crow landed on top of the stone, pecking at it. It spread its wings and squawked, watching the two lovers.

She sat at the bar, waiting. She was like a spider waiting for a fly to get stuck in her web.

Someone sat next to her, looked around a little bit and then ordered a Corona.

Apocalyptic visions of a future where mankind is on the verge of extinction drive a man to explore his faith, and cling to his beliefs that angelic saviours will not abandon us.

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This is part one of a normally single document, but due to site restrictions on file size, is now in 2 parts. Hope you enjoy part 1 enough to read part 2!

When I woke up, I realized that she had tied ropes around the bed so that I could not move.

"What's the idea?" he asked.
"I have a few questions for you." she answered.

I am a faceless being. I don't mean that I don't have eyes, ears, lips and a canvas on which those forms exist. I mean that I have completely lost my ego.