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Questioning the DealIt was a warm spring night with a slightly cool breeze blowing.Questioning the Deal in Short Stories More Like This
People talked as they mingled and browsed shops still open. The occasional whistle from a steamboat setting out on a journey to who knows where echoed through the town.
A pair of donkeys pulled a cart filled with kegs and other boxes. A slight clanging of glass betrayed their contents. It headed away from a darkened building a short distance away. She watched the cart pass by, watching the donkeys and wondering. She noted that their bellies seemed a decent size and they seemed content. Maybe they were former boys, maybe they weren't. She couldn't get close enough to tell. Even
A Donkey in Human clothing ch1The shock of his sudden and unexpected transformation into a donkey overwhelmed Lampwick and sent him into a panic. How was this possible? Why did they do this? Was there a way out? Lampwick didn’t care where the other boys had gone, he just wanted to reverse this and get out of there. He ran out of the pool hall with no destination. At that moment, the panic was all he knew.A Donkey in Human clothing ch1 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Fatigue soon stopped Lampwick. His mind cleared. He noticed his surroundings.
Much of the park was in ruins. He’d normally laugh about the wild party that happened there. There was no longer anything to laugh about.
Lampwick walked by a puddle. It reflected
So you can talk huh? Ch1Pleasure Island was an island paradise that promised everything. People said it to be a place without rules or adults telling him what not to do. There was no work or school, only fun and pleasure. You could do whatever you wanted, even things adults forbade like drinking beer or smoking cigars. The best part was that it was all free.So you can talk huh? Ch1 in General Fiction More Like This
It felt like a dream come true.
14-year-old Bobby was amoung the many boys on the ferry to the island.
Most of them spoke of the things they planned on doing on the island.
The younger boys spoke of indulging in junk food, going on rides and playing games. It was innocent stuff. Their enthusiasm seemed odd
So you can talk, huh? Ch3One hour, they would learn their future upon its conclusion.So you can talk, huh? Ch3 in Scraps More Like This
It was like a stay of execution. Bobby knew the end or at least something was coming. He was terrified of almost every possible outcome. If anything though, at least it would soon be over – one way or another.
Bobby and the others had decided to fake bray – to pretend that whatever process happened to so many of the other boys that they lost the ability to speak had taken its toll on them.
He looked at Paul and Alexander. They were just boys – boys misled by a talking fox, cat and their apparent master, the so-called Coachman. That those three had lured the boys to
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