Formajn's First DayFormajns First DayFormajn's First Day8 years ago in Humor More Like This
Youve been through training and you did very well, the manager commended, clapping Formajn on the back. Now you just have to prove yourself on the floor. Before you start, do you remember how to open a call?
Formajn blinked his big black eyes, and nodded. Uh huh. You say, Thank you for calling United Planets. My name is Formajn. May I start with your account number please? He flashed a pleased grin at the man before him.
Very good, the manager complimented.
Thank you. May I start now? Formajn asked eagerly.
Yes indeed. Just remember, your job is to help the customer understand how important it is to keep their card active. Dont let them cancel what could be valuable to them.
Sure thing, you can count on me! Formajn replied, giving him a thumbs-up.
The manager walked away and the new recruit watched him go with an unreadable expression. Then he sat down, logged
Spirits Elemental 1 : Fire : PreludeFire pooled like water in his hands and leaked between his fingers, trickling down into the smoldering lake upon which he stood. It was warm, but not scalding. The flames did not burn him. A smile touched his lips, and he stepped farther into the lake, feet light as embers. Flames licked his bare toes, feeling like a gentle, tickling breeze. Mentally he commanded the flames to grow, and as they rose, they lifted him into the amber sky. He raised his arms, and flames reached up like tiny hands to touch his outstretched fingers. Another mental command, and the burning lake shot forth arcs and sprays of brilliant fire, all to dance about him in symmetrical patterns.Spirits Elemental 1 : Fire : Prelude2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He laughed with delight. A single tongue of flame flitted up and lightly kissed his cheek, and he caught, for a moment, the tiny form of a fire spirit. Then it was flame again, and it fell down, down, down into the lake of fire.
As he watched its descent, he beckoned, and the fire slowly lowered him toward the lake. He knelt u
In My GardenDon't be shy.In My Garden5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Walk into my garden,
beyond the outer wall.
Hear the crickets playing
and water trickling down
Wind whispers in the trees,
while birds chirp happily.
Stay a while.
Walk along the rocky pathway.
Follow laughing grass.
Bask in summer sunlight.
Drink it in.
A precious treasure
lies just ahead.
Turn the corner
see the squirrels at play?
Just a little farther.
Do you see my roses?
Deepest red, purest white
and vibrant, lovely pink.
These are my roses.
Will you smell them?
. . .
On we go.
We're nearing the garden's edge.
Ducks waddle by.
Frogs are croaking.
Fishes swim swiftly in their stream,
while water skippers dance upon the ripples.
We've reached the pond.
Do you like my garden?
I call it Life.
Despite The FlamesDespite The Flames5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
We received the call as we were watching National Treasure, late the evening of December 13th. My older brother answered the phone, and before he even spoke, I felt a pressing ache in my heart. A look of shock shadowed Cameron's face as he listened to the man on the other end of the call.
I told my youngest brother to pause the movie, and get his shoes on, though I wasn't sure yet what the emergency was. Scrambling to obey, also feeling the sudden tenseness of the moment, ten-year-old Landon grabbed his winter boots and coat, while I hurried to my bedroom for mine. Landon was visiting, staying over for the night because otherwise he would have been home alone. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise, or chances were he would not have survived.
Cameron, myself, and our two other adult sisters, were splitting rent on a single-wide trailer house about twenty minutes from where our family lived. We'd only been sharing this trailer since the beginning of November, and h