| There was a shudder through the ground beneath them. She clutched his hand and they held each other tight. A low noise, slowly increasing in pitch came to their ears. The stones around their feet began to jump, the chains and bracelets adorning the couple jingling in time. He ran his fingers through her blue highlights and she touched his fiery tattoos. They kissed, and The Reverberator began to play. |
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DoorwaysMillow loved antique shopping. She didn't really share the hobby with her friends. She wasn't embarrassed, it just wasn't a social thing for her. She was walking down the street with a smile on her face, headphones in her ears playing some bass filled ska as she tapped her feet in time on the pavement. The sun was lazily lying on a cloud, half heartedly throwing light on the sleepy planet below. Under it the world woke slowly. Sundays were always slow to start. Millow however had got up at nine o'clock to catch a train out to this shop. This store was one of her favourites. It was five minutes from the train station, on the main street of a sDoorways
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The Day That Daniel Josham...Daniel Josham was a twig of a kid, made up of layered shirts hung loosely on his frame, no doubt hand-me-downs from some bulkier sibling. Or worse yet, scavenged from a Salvation Army bin past midnight. His features stick in my mind where my wedding anniversary won’t: cheeks flecked with freckles like the speckle of eggs; spectacles with thick lenses that bent his eyes to bulging; a bloom of bright orange hair like brushfire crackling from the top of his head. You could spot him in a crowd without thinking, a fact that only made the disregard of others bite harder.The Day That Daniel Josham...
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| a) I never claim to be normal. b) I'm happiest when I'm skiing at 95.2km/h. c) I have a genetic flaw which keeps my body temperature two degrees celcius above norm. d) I can live for up to a week on V, Skittles, and hugs alone. e) all of the above Answer: E, and it's way more fun that way. Once when I was young I was walking through the streets after dark. It was freezing, I was sad and bored, and I didn't really know where I was going. I suddenly walked out of the shadow of the houses alongside me and the light of the moon hit me full in the face. It was full, bright and orange. It was the first harvest moon I'd ever seen. I grinned like a soldier who's just seen his enemies walk under the net and suddenly I wasn't cold anymore. I clenched my fists, spun on my heel in a circle and ran. The wind in my face and the slap of my shoes on the footpath kept me going, faster and faster, trying to beat the sound. Then to my surprise, I did. I was outside the universe. It looked at me, also shocked and slightly embarrassed I thought. After a very awkward silence I coughed. The universe shrugged and shuffled around a bit. I decided to go back, and it looked at me gratefully, as though I had saved it some kind of talking-to. I'm not sure how I got back, but I found myself looking at the moon again. |
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