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Gods and Min
Prologue The undergrowth rustled quietly, as a timid fieldmouse peeked out at the midnight world around him. He was a survivor. Squeak knew it, his friends knew it, his family knew it… well, they did while they were still alive. Mice don’t last long in these parts. That’s why he was so proud of all he’d achieved. He wasn’t like the greedy mice, that stay to eat too long and get caught, or eat so much that they get fat and sluggish. He ate just enough to stay fit and slim. Agile. He stayed alive by being cautious, and not rushing from one place to another like his friends. Stealth is the key to survival.
By Yvette Absalom4 years ago in Fiction
The Factory
Resting at the very top of the Minamax building, looking out over a grey sea of rooftops, was a very important room. This was a room where decisions were made and strategies were formed. Being an important room, it was filled with important people, important papers and very important diagrams on a large and important-looking whiteboard. Today the whiteboard showed a box with four quadrants. One contained a crudely drawn dog; another, a question mark; the third, a cow; and the fourth, a star.
By Yvette Absalom4 years ago in Fiction
