Mohawked Individual Saves Nation's Economy Using Flaming Sneeze Power NEW YORK (AP) — Wall Street is reporting an unexpected boom today, with stock values of nearly every company on the Dow showing a drastic spike upward as the stock market came to a close Monday. Insiders and economic experts say that the cause of the sudden rise is a punk in Queens with the power to sneeze fire. Nathan Caulfield, a Clifton, New Jersey native sporting a spiked leather-clad jacket and a mohawk almost as tall as the head it sits on, says he was grabbing lunch with a friend when it happened. He was about to bite into a hot dog when he felt the sneeze coming on, and he didn't have enough time to turn his head away. The next thing he knew, his hot dog had an excellent char to it. As with all news in New York, talk of the flaming sneeze traveled fast, and in under an hour it reached the front steps of 11 Wall Street before it then quickly traveled inside. "It's the best news we could have hoped for,"
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James was nineteen. He’d finally arranged to get his own apartment on the northern side of the city of Ninn. And he was very excited for one thing: He could finally get his own pet snake!
He’d been a lover of snakes for as long as he could remember. And he had just the breed in mind: a cute little Milk Snake. They were harmless little things that used to grow in the garden that James’s relatives owned. And yet his parents wouldn’t let him keep one for himself, for some reason.
But James was his own man now, and he could make his own choices. So once he got his affairs settled,
your horoscope for the week of august 25th. by callistory, literature
Literature
your horoscope for the week of august 25th.
i. aries
the stars say they are refunding your wishes in full
because they are stars, they were only ever stars
and nothing is real - not you, not them, not anything.
ii. taurus
the stars say that you should take better care of your immortal soul.
drink water, get some sleep, go outside for a bit of fresh air.
keep doing your best. they're here for you if you need to talk.
iii. gemini
the stars say that you should have died last week.
you were supposed to be killed in a terrible car accident,
but you escaped through some unforeseen twist of fate.
there is an imbalance in the world.
the stars want you dead.
you are not safe here.
iv. c
He is light and born of feather
frail and fragile on the wind
blind belief his only tether
when the binding ties have thinned
frail and fragile, born of feather
he is light upon the wind.
I am shaking by the seashore
all forgiven, all reborn
nearby lies the old skin I wore
sinking back beneath the morn
All forgiven, by the seashore
I am shaking, all reborn.
Who is shaking, born of feather
frail and fragile, all reborn?
Who has shed it all to tether
binding ties upon the morn?
All forgiven, born of feather,
on the wind and all reborn.
Pepito poked at the dead earthworm on the pavers with a stick, scattering the flies that had laid their claim.
He sighed. He hated it here. Tía’s house was an hour out from the city, far from everything he knew. This summer his friends were all outside, on their bikes and having fun while he was stuck here all summer long, in this weird house, in this weird hood, where the only kids on bikes were weird white kids named Aiden/Brayden/Cayden or whatever. He wished he had a friend.
Pepito dug his stick into the earthworm, the flies scattering again. He scrunched up his nose and hit the worm three more times until there w
A Secrets of Marfath Story
"While I am reluctant to send you to this cursed town, there are few other options. No matter what may come, keep faith burning in your heart. Like a fire, it will keep the beasts at bay."
The carriage shook with every stone and dip in the road, making the words on the page jump. Josef barely noticed, his attention riveted on the last lines of the letter as he read them once more. What had the old priest meant? Surely the town wasn't cursed. It was just remote; a small town full of uneducated, small minded people. Father Josef had been to many places like that.
Villages on the dark continent where haggard wome
the myths i'll tell my daughters by MisfitableGrae, literature
Literature
the myths i'll tell my daughters
i like to think eve and pandora fall in love with each other.
and every god in every heaven is afraid of them,
the women who taught men to sin and then get to be
happy in the end. i like to think eve bakes apple pies
to celebrate long weekends, that pandora always opens
her birthday presents too early, that they get to grow
old and stubborn and surly wrapped around each other
with a fire in the living room and laughter just a breath away.
i like to think there’s an after to stories like theirs,
that the gods created them but couldn’t control them,
that we pass our expiration date and outgrow our
purpose but continue existing an
Call of the Rift: Flight, Chapter 1 by akrasiel, literature
Literature
Call of the Rift: Flight, Chapter 1
“Ouch!” I cursed under my breath and sucked on the line of blood that appeared across my thumb.
“You’re doing it wrong.” Fendul took my hunting knife and peeled a curl of dark wood from the palm-sized figurine. “Hold it like this. You’ll stab yourself in the gut otherwise.”
“Nei. It doesn’t work that way.” I yanked it back from him.
We sat cross-legged on the rocky beach of Kotula Huin, a still, glacial lake. Drifts of fog surrounded us. Colossal hills loomed over the valley, its dense layer of trees barely visible against the dark sky. A dull pink glow silhouetted the jagged p