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Eléni’s First Visit - Part 7
This is the seventh part of the tale. I have not yet decided on the last. The first, second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth parts are all required to appreciate this continuing story, and each part is around a five-minute read. Both Anthi Psomiadou and R Tsambounieri Talarantas have graciously agreed to become fictional characters in this special visit by Eléni (formerly Cryssarina) to Greece, where she had hoped to speak to Goddess Athena and find the missing Patrick. The continuing story spans the rest of her two-week visit to beguiling blue-and-white Greece. We may never leave Greece. We? Read all about it!
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Futurism
Eléni’s First Visit - Part 6
This is the sixth part of the tale. However, the first, second, third, fourth, and fifth parts are not really required to appreciate this one. They are very helpful, however, and full of kisses by both Eléni and Anthi Psomiadou who had graciously agreed to become a fictional character in this unusual visit by Eléni (formerly Cryssarina) to Greece, where she had hoped to speak to Goddess Athena and find the missing Patrick. She accomplished both with Anthi’s help. The continuing story spans the rest of her two-week visit to gorgeous blue-and-white Greece. Moreover, R Tsambounieri Talarantas has also graciously agreed to become another fictional character in this still continuing story. I may never leave Greece. Athena has taken care of the flying roaches.
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Futurism
Eléni’s First Visit - Part 5
This is the fifth and probably the last part of the tale. The first, second, third, and fourth parts need to be read beforehand to understand this one. Anthi Psomiadou had graciously agreed to become a fictional character in this unusual visit by Eléni (formerly Cryssarina) to Greece where she hoped to speak to Goddess Athena as well as find Patrick who had left Canada to meet the goddess and end his apparently miserable life.
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Futurism
Cryssarina’s First Visit - Part 4
This is the fourth part of a continuing tale. The first, second, and third parts need to be read before to better comprehend this one, perhaps the last. As reiterated, Anthi Psomiadou has graciously agreed to become a fictional character in this unusual visit by Cryssarina to Greece where she hopes to speak to Goddess Athena as well as find Patrick who may be alive and still afraid of flying roaches that abound in both warm and hot climates.
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Futurism
Cryssarina’s First Visit - Part 3
This is the third part of a continuing story. The first and second parts need to be read beforehand to better understand this part. As previously mentioned, Anthi Psomiadou has graciously agreed to be included as a fictional character in this unusual visit by Cryssarina to Greece where she hopes to speak to Goddess Athena and find Patrick who may still be alive.
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Futurism
Cryssarina’s First Visit - Part 2
This is the second part of a longish story. The first part (also linked at the bottom) needs to be read first to better understand this second part. Anthi Psomiadou has graciously agreed to be included as a fictional character in this unusual visit by Cryssarina to Greece where she hopes to speak to Goddess Athena and find Patrick who may still be alive somewhere wandering around her but possibly somewhere else.
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Futurism
Unexpected find in the desert
The little hand in the red dirt curled open to reveal something glinting in the blazing, midday sunshine. I stooped down and gently pushed the tiny fingers open to reveal the locket. I carefully unraveled and untangled it and held it up to the light.
By Shirley Twist5 years ago in Futurism
Bully (parts 7 & 8)
Seven: Flashback IT HAD TO BE THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WHEN I HEARD SAIL RISE. I don’t know how I ended up sharing the tent with Sail. The boys considered it a privilege, like I had become his right-hand-man. “River!” Sail hissed. “Come on.” He gestured for me to get up.
By Nathan Charles5 years ago in Futurism
Waking Dogs- A World Eaters Tale
Crixus woke to the stench of blood, and the sound of screams. He stood on a battlefield, surrounded by smoking craters and the fragments of the army that had come out to meet them. Shattered tanks dotted the ground like broken teeth, and burning promethium turned the field into a scene of hell while black smoke choked the skies. Scattered across the field like chaff after a reaping were the bodies of the dead. Men, women, it was hard to tell after what had been done to them. They’d stood before the teeth of a war machine, and it had chewed them to pieces. Crixus took it in, bemused as the mists slowly cleared away from his head and he came back to himself. As the fog of battle frenzy departed, though, the pain it hid returned; the feeling of the butcher’s nails demanding to be fed. It was only a dull ache for now, but he knew the pain would grow teeth soon enough.
By Neal Litherland5 years ago in Futurism
