Monthly Archives: November 2015

The Story Trees

Posted on November 28, 2015 by

Once there was a land dark and gray. Little grew in this place of dirt and stone. The evenings were silent as people gathered round fires saying nothing. No one knew a story to tell. Into this land walked a … Continue reading →

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Terrible Disguises

Posted on November 27, 2015 by

Once there were five aliens feasting upon a tree. And then there were four. Byllyxmia sobbed, “It was horrible! That park ranger just tore Vollyxmun apart!” “It is terrible,” said the alien’s leader Poryvimus. “You said to disguise ourselves as … Continue reading →

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Seeking the Cowboys

Posted on November 25, 2015 by

“All the cowboys went to that big ranch in the sky,” sighed Slim. “Died out?” murmured Annie. “I wanted to meet men who brave the wild spaces alone.” “I don’t mean they died,” corrected Slim. “Huh?” “They just call ’em … Continue reading →

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The Best Date Ever

Posted on November 24, 2015 by

Laila was smart and gentle, and more sexy than she realized. Joshua pursued her for months, trying to get her out on a date. Her refusals were never harsh, rather they were subtly encouraging. She loved leading a merry chase. … Continue reading →

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The Genius

Posted on November 23, 2015 by

Nils Sweeney donned his pop-artist uniform of beret and scarf, and smiled into the mirror. At last his genius was getting attention. He looked forward to meeting his new patron at The Bavarian House. The club was so exclusive no … Continue reading →

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Nice Going, Dummy

Posted on November 21, 2015 by

WoodEar found Chief Rocket Scientist Watters and said, “We Faeries can gift Humanity with interstellar travel.” Watters scoffed, “Faeries don’t exist.” WoodEar showed his pointed ears. “Nice surgery.” WoodEar showed a picture of the first faerie spaceship. “Nice photoshop work.” … Continue reading →

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No Problems

Posted on November 19, 2015 by

Roland desperately wanted to buy Gavin’s ranch. As he sat on Gavin’s porch eating steaks, he tried to convince the man once more. Roland took another bite of ribeye as crowds of Gavin’s peacocks stared intensely at them from the … Continue reading →

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