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by RMAF
Beyond the Iron Man Race.
As you grow used to this practice, you can start taking more risks. First, you have to be a bit coo-coo and an excellent swimmer - or don't do this latest "crazy extreme super sport". You ride your bike up the rocky trail with your surfboard strapped on your sunhat. Then you run over the wall of wet rocks with your surfboard at your side. Then you jog up the 222 steps of the lighthouse while dragging your surfboard over each step. You kiss the light in the lens room, then you go out the door on to the deck. When the next super wave comes, you take a deep breath and jump from the railing with your surfboard. And you hope for some saving miracle to happen.
This is all being filmed by the Society of Super Coo-Coo Extreme Sports so they will know which of the super fools gets the grand award. By the way, the reward is getting all your hospital bills paid or a surfer's memorial circle event at sea.
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By PV
"Ethel, just because you were cavorting away in wild abandon in the absence of coyotes gone to their late afternoon howl..."
"Well," said Helen, "For once I really understand your hoydenish way - in that time of impertinent tails and saucy ways. And I am not just a vegetating stump spouting our clan's homilies. I, too, shocking as it may seem, was like you and still am in my afternoon dreams. You don't have to apologize."
"Now?" Helen grinned impishly, "That over, I'm ready to play."
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by TT
The child looked bemused. There were plenty of toys to play with, but instead she listened to the psychologist talking to her parents. The psychologist said, "Isn't it extraordinary that children this age still believe in magic? Elves and Santa and the Great Pumpkin or the Easter Bunney."
The child's mother smiled. "I think it's rather extraordinary that adults don't know what children know. Everything is real. It's just in various disguises. You, for instance, you are a well-educated scientist on the outside but really, deep down, aren't you actually a garden gnome?"
It was a strange thing to say but it made her feel better to hear it. It was a fact she hadn't realized.
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by AD
She was very depressed, why wouldn't she be? Her son had just died. Normal people would just weep and feel lost, but not her. She was one of the last students of the magic arts - however she had lost sight of the true ways and fallen to the dark arts. So she carefully set the date. On that day she drew the transmutational circle and gathered the materials she needed in small amounts. She had carbon, iron, salt, phosporus and a few other elements of the human body, and, in the mix, blood from her and from her husband. She felt it necessary for bringing back her son. She lit the candles and started the ritual. She was into it for a little while when she heard her husband's blood-chilling scream. She ran out horrifed to see him bleeding from missing limbs. She knew alchemy uses the principle of element exchange but didn't expect the price to be this much. They heard a sound and looked at the room she came from. They didn't know what to do next. The thing that was supposed to be her son was not even human.
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by CC
The pod hovered gently over the city as Derek observed the huddled masses below. Richard snapped some photographs and turned to Derek: We ought to keep some kind of record for posterity."
"What posterity," snapped Derek. "I don't intend any posterity."
Well, excuse me, thought Richard. He turned back to the view and snapped more photographs. Some of us may have a lot more power in this world and others of us may have too little, he thought. Suddenly he knew what must be done. He threw his camera at Derek and knocked him out. Then he opened one panel of the pod and threw out the body. "We will have posterity," Derek, he said with finality.
"What did you DO?" cried Tom, who had been in the back of the pod. Richard picked up his camera and said, "Derek was going to kill us all! He didn't want posterity!"
"What are you saying? Of course he did. His wife's pregnant!"
"Oh," said Richard. That put a different spin on things. He threw his camera at Tom, knocked him out and tossed the body out of the pod. Then he stood panting from the effort. He just wanted to take photographs! And now he had killed two people. It struck him as farfetched and bizzarre, yet it was real. He had done it.
He took control of the pod and gently set it down in a park. Maybe he could just walk away from all this. His motives had been good, after all. He stepped out of the pod onto fresh green grass, still damp from morning dew, brief moments before the multiple megaton nuclear blast embedded in the pod annihilated half the continent.
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"Every moment of every day, we have a choice."
by LD
The Shapeshifter, Shy-eeta was captured by the Calvary one sad day. She said with her eyes "every moment of everyday we have a choice - to love or be loved ".
She glanced at the two legged creature who was standing over her and she said to him, "I will be gone by sundown so do not doubt me - there will be a time when you need a ride to a better place and I will only be able to rescue the ones with the mark of LOVE that I can recognize.....
Shy-eeta AHO
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