Annie heard screaming. It was her voice. She was sitting on the floor screaming. Strong arms were holding her, a man’s voice murmuring something. Annie
Annie watched him walk down the road. Maybe she should ask his name. Then maybe she shouldn’t. Humanity, was different. It seemed the disease spared
This is my take on the classic fairy tale, The Princess and the Frog by the Brothers Grimm. I love fairy tales, some I love more than
Annie kicked him hard enough to dislodge him from the bed. It occurred to her she didn’t know his name. It didn’t matter. He was
She looked at the old man. For some reason she no longer thought he smelled or was judging her. She could see that he wasn’t
The following story has a little bit of history with me. Many many years ago, I went by a bus stop and sitting on the
I tried to post the a week or so ago but was having issues with the interwebs. Issue fixed so here is a story I wrote
Claudia could not believe it. She tried to pull her leg from the mud. It did not come out. Again she tried. It
She stepped out of the trees and into the meadow. The grass was tall and dry, the rain had finally stopped and for that Claudia
Claudia wrapped the bearskin tighter around her. The nights were getting much colder the farther north she traveled. She should make a fire but
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