(140 Words, #53) Proudblood’s Revenge, Part 4

July 27, 2011

Rain splattered on the stones, on the grass, on the flowers left by beloved ones. Earth. Thomas stepped into view. “Hello James. Good to see you.” He was standing beside a gravestone I knew, his hand resting on it lightly. Then he slapped the stone. “You remind me of him, your grandfather. Big.” I willed [...]

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(140 Words, #52) Proudblood’s Revenge, Part 3

July 25, 2011

Moving through a Gate is an ability. Most people, either here or on Earth, will simply walk through one as if it were not there. Like walking through a doorway. an arch or a wardrobe (yes, you know what I’m talking about). Noone I’ve talked to knows exactly what gives someone the ability to use [...]

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Fifty Down, Ninety To Go

July 25, 2011

Fifty stories, one hundred and forty words long. Really, that is not a lot. Not a great big total of words, and not a great big total of stories. It’s a start though. And for this project, it marks some kind of a milestone. Seventy will be better, half-way .. But fifty is okay. The [...]

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(140 Words, #51) Proudblood’s Revenge, Part 2

July 24, 2011

The Gate was made out of sandstone, laced with silver and gold. Silver to bind and gold to hold firm. The sandstone would be kept whole, the connection pure, as long as both metals and the symbols they made were present. At least that’s the lore I’d managed to piece together over the last four [...]

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(140 Words, #50) Proudblood’s Revenge, Part 1

July 19, 2011

I don’t like going back to earth. Too many memories. Here there is some protection. There, it’s all raw flesh and bleeding edges. My name is James White, and I catch bad guys. Sand whirled about my legs as I walked towards the oasis. I was in the desert, west of Kotor. Sand and wind [...]

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(140 Words, #49) Children and Parents

July 11, 2011

No child will fully please their parents. No parent will always be pleased with their children. As David wrote on the blackboard in front of the class, he listened to the chatter. “Dad is such a loser. Making a big deal because I got caught with ..” “My Mum thinks she is so cool. But [...]

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(140 Words, #48) The Problem With Letting Off Steam

June 22, 2011

“Yes Sir.” The older man – balding, with a slight paunch, skin red and angry-looking – didn’t stop. “And furthermore!” He almost screamed the last word, a strange accentuation, probably designed to attract the attention of anyone with headphones who hadn’t heard my already-loud public humiliation. “You won’t ever amount to anything much at all, [...]

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