I have varying memories of my Halloweens as a child. I grew up in a quiet suburban community outside of Providence, Rhode Island. Halloween as a kid was all about trick-or-treating, shaving cream fights, and coming up with great costumes. When I was five years old, my mom took me to buy a pumpkin from a local farmer at his stand on Route 95....
Stranded in the desert, There is no water. The air is dry and hot, My breathing is labored. My lips are cracked and sore, My throat is parched. All around me is sand, The sun burns down from above, But I must find water, Or I will surely die. The desert would be a terrible place to die. Most people have no concept of...
(a short story following the adventures of Ailwin Heryarus, an elf warrior who desires adventure) Ailwin Heryarus longed to be a famous warrior. Born more than 500 years ago, the young elf was still learning the art and ways of the warrior. He still had much to learn. He was from the Elven city of Nyethyr, a well-populated outpost at the edge of the...
Ever wonder how America got its name? You might believe the popular myth that America is named after the famous Italian cartographer and explorer Amerigo Vespucci. After all, he was notable in his time and his first name is strikingly similar. But America is not named after him. Instead, the honor goes to the much lesser-known figure, Richard Amerike (also known as Ameryk). He...
Waiting in an airport,the terminal is empty.Most of the travelers have departedflying to their destinations.But I sit here alone. The scenery of the departure gate,is nothing more than adesolate land. The place is too quiet,I’m sure that’s becauseit’s the off-season. If only the snow could melt.If only spring would come.If only I could go home. I take out my phone from my pocket and...
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