My name is Kerr. In the spring of every year after the snow retreats to the high places, I walk into the mountains to peel away the layers of habit and sloth that have accumulated in my head during a winter of work. It's just an annual thing I do. Early this June I started from Cairn Lake with my life in my backpack and headed up, climbing west on the trail...
While Celestial and the tribal pack head north to meet with Gray, Swift plans for her own defense. Celestial hopes her new abilities will be enough and Swift hopes she has enough abilities left to face a more powerful foe. Can evil be defeated? Gertrude drummed her fingers on the table. "He's reaching out to us." "Who?" "MRKX." Wanda gasped. "I heard Jan...
Chapter Twenty-Nine -- The Scribe After delivering the sedative that would allow Oana to separate her soul from her body, Danka returned to the safe-house, changed into a workers' outfit, and left Novo Sókukt Tók. She returned to the farmhouse, packed her bucket, and went to sleep. She'd have to wait for Ernockt to return from work before departing. He had...
Abby spent the next few days exploring the surrounding country. She found Porlock, Lynmouth and Lynton taking the Cliff railway from the one to the other. Another day and Barnstaple, Torrington and South Molton were on her visiting list. She parked her car, and on foot explored all these places, thus discovering a most delicious Cream Tea in Dulverton, which...
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Deep in the Himalayas, in another time when the world is quite different than today there is a valley. It is flanked by the snow-clad crags of the closest mountains and is home to a happy and proud people. The beauty of the valley is without peer in this world with the granite cliffs butting up against a thick, dark, fragrant rain forest. In the valley are s...
Daisies in JulyJanet FremontAsters in SeptemberFrost before the snows flyViolets in the springtimeDaisies in July I remember the valley from when I was a very little girl. I don't think it's really changed much from then even though it's been, what, almost thirty years. God, it couldn't have really been that long, now could it? Of course I wouldn't expect i...
My name is Kerr. In the spring of every year after the snow retreats to the high places, I walk into the mountains to peel away the layers of habit and sloth that have accumulated in my head during a winter of work. It's just an annual thing I do. Early this June I started from Cairn Lake with my life in my backpack and headed up, climbing west on the trail...
copyright 2000 duana r anderson . . . the lake mirrors the silvery moon whose crystal light shimmers upon her ivory feathers her eyes are darkened by sorrow as memories float like ghosts from the past to haunt her locked into this curse for all eternity she sings a mournful Swan Song for if she cannot be free she would...
Mia put her stuff for her Sunday school lesson in her bag and made her way to the church to teach the kids. She has been feeling off lately but doesn't know what is wrong with her. She just feels like something is missing from her life. She went from high school to a community college then straight to her current job. She hasn't traveled much because her dad...