Tag: short story
Mining in fake jungle
The owners of “The two sciences company” built a green grass running down into the great beyond, down past the mouth of their cavern. We’re remained on one of those drift vessels to the primary fairways appropriate, amidst the stream close to it. It appears the course just has one opening. In any event that…
The younger students are contaminated with a state of the legs called goat tap. Goat tap given by a mountain to one of the youngsters. Truth be told, that’s not carefully obvious. The Goat tap was showed into a youngster and afterward sent to the school by the mountain. Nobody truly thought they were going…
This present man’s been talking at the far divider for whatever length of time I recollect. Sat with his back to me. Just me and him in the room. I’m lying face up on my bed. I give a half spin to confront my dad’s side of this bed. Beside my father’s side of the…
Feeding time on the Alps Express
It’s sad. You wouldn’t even think he’s trying to hide. The company chairman’s looking straight into our carriage from the other end of the platform. I can even see when he blinks. His binoculars flicker white momentarily. His blink rate will drop to less than once per minute. His breathing’s a worry. Even from where…
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