Day 8 Fool

The morning was sweeter than an autumn peach. The sun rose like fire. It was still cool, but the sun would soon see to that. The waves whispered to the…

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Day 7 The Box

The box came into the world. Historic. Epic. World-changing. After it was pulled out of its' wrapping, it was set on the table. And there it waited to see the…

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Day 5 Cowtitude

This bell is a clanging, metal, prison. And don't you dare call me "free range." Don't. You. Dare. Free means not being weighed to the earth by an ear-killing gong.…

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Day 3 Fire

The fire was mine. I held it, and it possessed me. The golden tangle was mine: a universe in my hands. I was god for a moment. The light danced…

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Day 2 Breakfast in…
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Day 2 Breakfast in…

Heaven, that's what it was, pure and simple: buttery, sugary, heaven. I wasn't going to stop until I either A. fell into a diabetic coma, or B. got kicked out…

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Day 1 The Forest

The sound of the stream filled him. It was stronger than the feel of the sweet air as it chilled his lungs. He inhaled again, letting the water’s chatter chisel…

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