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The Trees Swallow People: Part 21
It was dark on Easter Sunday. So dark I would have gone back to sleep had Diva not started barking, wanting to go out for a wee. I grumbled, swearing, getting dressed since I was sleeping in the nip with the warming nights, slipping into a pair of slip-ons and shuffling through the house and to the door. It was only when I opened the front door, with Diva shooting out, parading in a circle, and then piddling on the gravel, that I realised it was still as dark as night during the day. Street lamps still shone in the shadow of the great behemoth, spanning and stretching across the blue sky, eclipsing us in a paradoxical night. The houses were all abandoned as their doors hung open, the last remaining residents standing on the street, gawking up at the mass of fir reaching from horizon to horizon; from East to West. The rippling sea of branches shuddered and moved with a breath of a giant, threatening to give out from its own weight. There was no taper, no convergence of vanishing point; you wouldn't be able to tell if it was one straight body or if it' grew in diameter as it went. It was the mega-tree growing in the centre of the paddock.
By Conor Matthews3 years ago in Fiction
Big George Foreman: The Miraculous Journey of a Heavyweight Champion
George Foreman was born into a large, impoverished family in Marshall, Texas in 1949. He was the fifth of seven children and grew up in a rough and tumble environment. His father worked in a rail yard and his mother cleaned homes to make ends meet.
By Narrative Eye3 years ago in Fiction
Even more adventures of the annoying Dunning Kreuger and his wife Karen the Karen
I am your favorite person in the world and my name is Dunning Krueger and I am with my lovely wife, Karen the Karen. I want to start off and say I always do my research and no it does not include looking up the authors and determining what they get out of publishing an article or promoting a video. I look for anything that supports my views and hope they can say it in what I consider an intelligent way. I don't believe in evolution or climate change and don't ask my to back up my claims or present any evidence to the scientific community. I am sure the people I read and listen to know what they are saying even though they have no real education in the subject they are talking about, do not publish in reputable journals and got a Nobel Prize by disproving the things I am against. I will always say masks and vaccines don't work and are harmful even though 5 billion people are vaccinated and people tell me that masks prevent me from spreading disease. Why would I do anything to protect others and don't tell me that vaccines are more effective when more people are vaccinated. The guy on YouTube and TV said otherwise.
By Ferrari King3 years ago in Fiction
A Budding Friendship Amidst Bitterness
Winter - Year 364 A.T. (After Trindavin) The harsh, bitter winds ripped through the trees and nipped at the exposed flesh of a young she-elf, turning her nose and cheeks bright red from the stinging cold. Long strawberry-blonde curls slipped from her hood as she struggled to keep her cloak close against the howling gusts. Snow and ice coated the land surrounding the elf as she trudged on. Her blue and green eyes darted around at the hint of danger ahead as a thunderous boom rumbled toward her.
By Mel E. Furnish3 years ago in Fiction
Fire and Ice: The Saga of the Seven Kingdoms
The story of the seven kingdoms is a tale as old as time, one of politics, power, and betrayal. It all began a thousand years ago when seven noble families founded their own kingdoms in the land of Westeros. These seven kingdoms were ruled by the Targaryen dynasty, who had brought dragons from Valyria and used them to conquer the other kingdoms.
By anas khatri3 years ago in Fiction
