The car pulled up in the small field that seemed to be serving the purpose of a temporary car park, and the two occupants got out. Looking over into the opposite field, Danielle turned to Kyle looking uncertain. "Are you sure this is the right place?" she asked. The field opposite was full of tents of all sizes. Some were small hike tents, while others were...
This story was revised to answer the two public comments, and the revision was completed on 09/20/09. * Have you ever been in a situation where you have wished for something so much so that it comes true? Or do you believe in the idea of positive thinking, and putting your hopes, wants and dreams up into the atmosphere? Well I have been a person to do ju...
The hypnotic sounds of goat-skinned drums drowned out the loud roar of the plane as it neared Nassau's International airport. Jake's heart danced in time to the music, click don boom, da boom, boom, boom. God it feels good to be home, he thought. Never would he have imagined that a preppy kid from The Hamptons would find his soul on the gritty streets of a...
This short extract from the memoirs of Evan Moore is provided for students as a study in economic opportunism. Chapter 10 - THE ISLES OF HALCYON That summer had been difficult. Firstly there was my internet company which, from its inception I had planned to sell once it reached an optimum size - but even so our parting almost seemed like having one's child...
Christine had already made up her mind to give the last resort a try that afternoon. But her plan took a bit of a left turn when she arrived home to the smell of pizza. "Josh?!" she called out as the pleasant odor hit her just inside the door. "Did you order pizza without waiting for me?" "No," came his voice from the kitchen. "I'm baking it." "Sweetie!" N...
Shalyn ran across the clearing, trying to get out of the rain. Panting, she knocked on the door and waited for it to open. Shivering, she heard movements from behind the door. A rush of warm air rushed by her as the door opened, and her teacher, Morath, stood there holding a towel in his hand. Morath was an old elf, around the age of 732. He was tall for a...
There is a small town in Switzerland, Obunsbach, that is known for it's fine candies. Indeed, one of the first recorded "sweets shop" is in Obunsbach, selling a honey sugared square of pastry. From the simple pastries to the fanciest of confectioneries, if it is made, it is made better in Obunsbach. This includes their world renown chocolate. Ah yes, 'Ob...
The three young men talking over their beers were merchants, foreigners from far away. You could obviously tell it by their looks, their clothes, and their accents -- but also, by the excitement in their voices. "Yeah, I mean, I've heard the stories, right, but you know the stories you hear in port towns..." "All made up—" "Yeah, yeah. So I was hoping tha...
Here I am, sitting at my computer after a rather eventful night. My name is Christina Abdul-Hamid, and I'm a woman with a story to share with you. I was born in the City of Hasbaya in the Republic of Lebanon, but raised in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. My parents, Phillip Abdul-Hamid and Annabelle Mansur moved to the Confederation of Canada in the...
If you were touring America these days and you wanted to contact your manager or, indeed, anyone back in the UK, all you need to do is switch on a laptop or tablet or smart phone and use Skype. And if not Skype exactly, you'd use Viber or exchange e-mails or instant messages. But in the early 1990s, the internet was very slow and ridiculously expensive and m...