we were bravefeet that wander paths undiscovered,
joyful glee at what they uncover
youth and bravado fill each day,
no fear, nothing gets in there way
glass half empty we never see,
always overflowing destiny
Out there in the DesertShort Story by Maxojir (Michael)
"Out there in the Desert"
I always wondered like everyone else.
Everyone wonders about stuff. Even after you've grown up, there's still always stuff that you wish you could know . . . secrets. It might not necessarily be Santa Claus anymore, but you'll always want to know things. It's something in human nature, along with its counterpart truth: there are always going be things being kept from you.
Sometimes, you get to find out things. You catch the unguarded whisper, or knowing becomes part of your job. Most of the time though, you're gonna find out whatever secrets you get told are a lot less exiting than what you'd imagined about them. Some secrets also don't live long, and usually those are the one's you're going to be dealing with: new aircraft designs, combat plans for an upcoming military operation, the metallic composition of tank armor, or even the fact that the military actually does have a few railguns now. It's all stuff that everybody usual
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Little RedShe wears a red cape with a hood as she runs through the forest of buildings, fear elevating her heartrate. The cape trails behind her, like a train on a wedding gown, the wolf focuses purely on the red as it pursues her. Her high heal shoes clap against the pavement, the narrow heal causes her to stumble. As she falls toward the pavement, the arm of a stranger reaches out to catch her. She hears a growl then a high pitched yelp as the wolf runs away.
“Did it hurt you?” An unfamiliar deep voice whispers in her ear.
She slows her breathing as her mind refocuses on earlier events, the basket of food she was carrying pulls her arm down as the memory of the weight flashes through her thoughts. Her shortcut through the park was not the best idea, but it was the quickest way to her ill grandmother. She heard the howl of the wolf before she saw its glowing red eyes reflected in the beam of her flashlight.
As she started to run towards the city, branches reached out clawing at her
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