An Open Book
"Oh my goodness! Sir?...Is this your very first library card?!" The dainty librarian behind the desk, wearing a sky-blue dress with lacy straps and unfurled daffodils, raised up in her seat. The creeping vines winding along the keyboard turned, as though to gaze at him.
Miles took a deep breath and leaned back. "That's...correct." He glanced around, not with nervousness but an abrasive irritation. "My...granddaughter has been badgering me for a while."
Launching up from her chair, the librarian set a hand to the space below her throat. "She is doing a fine duty then. I've never even heard of someone without a library
Virtue signalling backfired on Paul Feig
It seems with the failure of the new Charlie’s Angels movie, that not only did the director/ star of the movie; Elizabeth Banks jump onboard the anti-male SJW bandwagon saying we men are to blame for the movie failing but so did Ghost Busters 2016 director; Paul Feig also.....
.......and it backfired on him as explained here by the Great One himself; Jeremy Griggs of Geeks and Gamers.
Paul Feig seriously needs to let go of the past on his failed Ghost Busters movie in 2016, most people who hated his movie aren’t sexist men as most people that hated his crap
Both nick and vicky are speechless as to what they just witnessed. “ ok umm wow. That is. Umm vicky?” as she is starting at the mask that lies next to them. “ Did you see that nick? This wooden mask just merged onto her faced. It transformed her into the green faced killer. Right before our eyes.” Nick finishes his coffee as he Pat’s vicky on the back “ well if my memory is correct this is where the green faced killer makes her T.V debut. But she has this part recorded too so let’s see what happens” as they click on the next video vicky stares at the mask, afraid of it almost, as she scoots near
Tenn disengaged the flywheel on the powerbike and coasted to a stop against the curb.
He steadied the bike with both feet on the ground, glancing down as he did at the rough-shaven scalp of the man seated next to him on the sidewalk. An old bakelite cassette player sat beside the man on the dirty bamboo mat they shared, a tightly coiled cable snaking to a worn pair of over-ear headphones perched crookedly on his head, his left ear exposed, flakes of the ear padding sticking to the stubble on his head where the foam was decomposing with age.
The man reached into a plastic flip-top cooler and retrieved a metal canister with a screw top, which
Deep in a dark forest, in a dark cave, lived a lonesome wolf. He pondered what he had done wrong in his life. He sighed as he tried to stand up, but couldn't due to his injuries. In the meantime, he tried to remember what had happened to him and why he was here in the first place…
Let’s start from the very beginning, shall we?
Long ago, when he was just a little pup, he was separated from his parents and his pack in a winter storm. He tried to call out to his pack as they rushed away from the twolegs that has destroyed their home, but he was not loud enough. He watched as his pack disappeared into the snowy night, leaving him behi
The Ninety-Second Shift: Exhausted
Walking up to the front door Alyana re-read the simple text message, “Krystal knows”. There was no need for Brielle to elaborate further. She turned the phone off. It was already going to be a complex evening, she didn’t need to be worried about her phone as well.
Stepping inside she immediately noticed Krystal standing by the kitchen island, looking more fidgety than usual. She’s probably had her mind blown, Alyana sympathized, recalling her own experience. “So, pretty intense, huh?”
“Ye… yeah,” Krystal stuttered, not making eye contact.
It was the afternoon of November 21 in White Park. At the race course, race host Louis the Wolf walked through the pit area checking on Kathy the Cheetah, Nancy the Panther, Melissa the Bat, Claire the Rabbit, Pamela the Badger, Chelsea the Squirrel, May the Fox, Emily the Cat, Phoebe the Raccoon, Michelle the Bat, Lorraine the Rabbit, Joanne the Panda, Iris the Fox, Liea the Tigress, Kira the Hedgehog, and Oreo the Rabbit as they tuned their Formula-style race cars.
Louis: "So, are we ladies hyped up for this special Christmas-themed Grand Prix?"
The sixteen ladies nodded.
Louis: "Great. Now tune your cars carefully, because the races a
Statt einer Antwort zog Mara ihre Freundin an sich. Sie schwiegen einen Moment, Stirn an Stirn.
„Das würdest du tun?“
„Oh ja“, sagte Ama mit Nachdruck. „Und verlass dich drauf, ich weiche nicht mehr von deiner Seite.“
„Überhaupt!“ fuhr sie unvermittelt hoch, „wenn du glaubst, du bist mich als Sekretärin los, dann hast du dich geschnitten!“
Mara zuckte zusammen. Diese Frage hatte sie immer ausgeblendet.
„Ich kenn’ dich, mein Fräulein“, sagte Ama, „du denkst, oh, jetzt haben wir eine Beziehung, jetzt kann sie nicht mehr meine Sekretärin sein. Aber wenn du glaubst, dass ich mich von nun an in deine kalte Wohnung hocke und warte, bis du spät abends nach Hause kommst, dann hast du dich getäuscht. Nur dass du’s weißt.“
Ihre Freundin runzelte die Stirn, zappelte sich von Ama los, krabbelte auf sie und setzte sich auf ihre Oberschenkel.
„Hör zu“, begann sie langsam, „du weißt doch …“
Doch Ama ließ sie gar nicht erst zu Wort kommen.
„Sch, sch, sch, sch, sch!“ machte sie und klopfte
The cool air stirred in the cave and he watched as the spiderweb bowed in the breeze, lifting gently from the eye socket of the skull half buried in the sand. The spider sitting in it stretched out its front legs at the interruption, its eyes bright in the weak light coming from the cave entrance. The movement brought a thin smile to his face.
“Hello. It’s morning.”
The spider looked at him silently, returning to its previous state of immobility. The silence didn’t daunt him.
“I wonder if you caught anything last night.”
A moments inspection showed the web to be perfect yet bereft of victims. He sighed.
This isn't obligatory by any means. It's just out there for cyberspace. I'm kind of hoping, by putting it down, some magical Christmas or Santa Fairy will help out somehow. Everything on this list will help out with art commissions, other purposes, and school. (I don't game anymore, don't have the time, haven't for years so the computer is going to be specifically for work and art.) Some of the art tools listed below can be used in junction with watercolor like inks, pencils, and solvents.
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I'll put this u
Becoming Time Chapter 7: Adjusting and Worries
Shut the door behind me as Theo goes back to his desk and gets back to work. Thinking about the world as we all know, is about to change again. Just Elementals will do now since we are no longer just spiritual elemental energy beings. There are rules of civilization we Elementals have to learn now that we are more of a visible physical part of it than before. There nothing we can do stop it just have to adjust with it that includes us Elementals whether we like it or not. The question is how? Have to start getting to my life together first before I can do something helps others right now.
Quiet on the set! This is Towers-of-Obscure, ready to roll out the final official review of the decade before Revisitedecember. We got systems rolling and... lights, camera... ACTION!
Now why did I say that, you may ask? You'll understand once I get to it. But let's breakdown this show's composition first. Much like Ed Edd n Eddy, What About Mimi?, Martin Mystery, and Trollz, Being Ian, debuted in 2004, is an animated series with voice talent native to Vancouver. Studio B primarily worked on it, but it collaborated with Nelvana once season 2 dawned, much like the collaboration for Class of the Titans. Now let's get these scenes rolling with
I have a natural body heat of 98.8° degrees farenheight.
I know i checked with a thermometer.
My heart, pumping blood heated by chemical reactions within itself, across a network of veins and arteries distributed around my entire body.
98.8 degrees farenheight.
My body is hot!
And here, through the blood vessels and capillaries. The muscle and tissue and skin. This heat, expressing the biological life that i have within me, rises through my skin.
To create an aura of life force.
A literal aura of heat, at least 2 inches in distance, rising and extending from all areas of my skin.
You can see me physically, but could you also see my life force? Would you have to squint?.. Or could you see it as clear as a cloudless day?..
Perceived and given weight by my conscience.. call it my gravity to give it a frame of mind.. surrounded by a magnetic field.. my emotion.
I am an entire world of weather just as i am, all on my own.
Find me somewhere in the
Chapter 4: A Most Unusual Proposition
After the events that started the evening, it was no small feat that dinner had commenced and concluded with considerably less tension. But then, delicious home cooking often had that tranquilizing effect on people. Throughout the meal, the children were a chatter with boundless unending questions for the youngest of the Ayele men. Not the least of their queries surrounded the magnificent animal he, Kichoro and Ja rode into their yard upon. Such a beast was not commonly seen in their little town, so seeing one right before their eyes was an especially rare treat.
“Uncle, where did you eggland come
This piece is intended to explore the science of physics behind both extrernal and internal methods of martial art and attempt to discover the scientific aspects of quantum theory, light particles, electrons and chemical reactions, and laws of the universe which govern them. Many skeptics would say the famous “burning paper with bare hands” was a hoax, and in this era they are mostly right... but I dare not discount the monks who really did achieve this.
quantum physics means the narrower ur focus, the wider ur range of possible techniques. Kung fu focus is not reading or seeing . It’s a feeling and action. That’s the
Cada entrenadora había ido a pedir dulces por separado, la noche era joven, asi que no era de extrañar que hubieran topado por la aldea de Hiro, entre una leve platica ambas decidieron ir por el paseo tenebroso gracias a la invitación de los criadores, parecía que era una buena idea para la estilista, quería conocer más de aquel lugar.
El bosque era grande y denso, la mayor no parecía darle tanto miedo o terror por los fantasmas que se encontraban en ese lugar, mientras la heterocromica se encontraba maravillada por ellos, pero no se podía decir lo mismo que sus pokemon, el mareep de la pelirosa se enc
A long time ago, I once apprenticed as a cabin boy on the S.S. Deliverance.
It was a timid merchant schooner carrying valuable goods between different ports across the seven seas. In spite of the hard work and nights spent hungry, I often tried being optimistic about my future. A young man of low class did not have many options besides sailing from place to place. It was a humble life where I’d only had two encounters with death: aftermath of my first captain’s hubris, and the day we were attacked by pirates.
But not just any pirates. Captain Luther Cowl and his crew.
They wanted the silver and gold that was our cargo, and the
“Thanks for watching my kid Subaru.” Smores smiled as he looked over at Carter who was still holding another fish in his mouth. Subaru smiled back, the large wisp standing from his position to greet the male.
“It’s really no big deal, it’s my job.” His tail moved to one side as he said this. As a
Hikari’s guardian it really was his job so who was he to refuse such a thing. Smores laughed a bit, shifting where he was as he took a look back towards his husband. Then back towards Subaru.
“I see that you were teaching Carter how to fish? If I say so myself I’m a good fisher.” Smores l
A Hearth's Warming Eve Parole - Part 2
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Chrysalis, in disguise, made her way to the hive. As she did so, she grew increasingly nervous, fearing the reformed Changelings would see through her disguise. Despite her brave talk, she knew exactly what would happen then. She entered the hive through an entrance she was familiar with, and headed down a passageway, hoping not to run into anybug else.
The hope didn't last long as a male Changeling appreared, coming towards the former queen. "Hi." he said, and Chrysalis breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently he couldn't see through her disguise. "Er...hello." s
“You think Alex will really show up?” Maria asked then next morning after we reached the shoreline near Bay Village. “He still seem a tad shaky after yesterday...”
“Give him another five minutes. If he's not here, we'll try to find that kelp for him.” I said. “Did you get the magic powder?”
“The same one you used to enter the ruins the first time.” She answered. “That sage you met didn't seem to mind teaching me how to make it, either!”
“You were always a teachable person, Maria.” I complemented. “I'm guessing he noticed that.”
Nightmare woke this morning to his sibling cuddling him, this made him sigh cause he knew this was Kohaku's body and it was still sensitive to temperatures. He saw Kohaku's extra blankets and grabbed one with one of his tentacles covering the still sleeping sibling as they snuggled into the warm blanket.
Nightmare: hehehe good thing Kohaku carried a lot of extra blankets *gets up to go make coffee and breakfast*
As Nightmare got downstairs, he saw Rust, she introduced herself as she told him what was up, and then looked at the kid beside her looked just like Dream a bit while the other one looked like Kohaku though they had Error's look to
Einodi Explorers Chapter A1: Rocks on a bloody sea
The day strip, a band of the world too far from the north mountain; a place where the shadow of night can never touch. This was a part of the world unsuited to their passage, yet the ships continued. Five great gatherai, massive warships of wood and steel absent of sail and appearing much as a drifting cone of banded materials, crossed the great seas in a ‘V’ formation much like that of birds on long trips between the islands of the world. Above the water, the ships sported many a window, though most were covered from inside with a strange fabric. Such was the fabric that the wind could pass into and through the structure unimpede