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276. From the quagmire a creature arose

From the quagmire a creature arose that defied everything we associate with a living, breathing organism. It was a faceless, shapeless blob, blind and deaf, feeding not on organic material but on fear.  And through its ghastly, unfathomable appearance it assured there was plenty of angst to feast upon.

It first engulfed the countryside, sweeping up the life force of powerless peasants waving their pitchforks as they ran from the creature, not realizing this only made it stronger and faster. Then it decimated the densely populated banks of the river, growing in size and gloominess until it blocked out the low winter sun and casted a dark shadow over the kingdom.

The creature moved fast, but not swiftly enough to outrun the messengers on horseback who warned the inland cities of impending doom.

“Leave your houses and run,” the messengers howled. “For when the abomination reaches these walls, they will crumble under its might and you will perish with them.”

The citizens heeded the call, packed their goods and set off in a chaotic flurry as the creature appeared on the horizon, more voracious than ever.

Yet in the empty streets the lonely tapping of wood on stone was still audible. The sound of the blind and deaf old man making his way to the local pub as he did every Friday. In all the hubbub no-one had warned him of the destruction coming and he had neither seen nor heard the ruckus surrounding the citizens’ flight.

Though he felt the city trembling as the creature crushed it, he felt no fear. And as the abomination passed through him, it stumbled and shivered and finally shrank into an insignificant pool, gobbled up by the streets.

Fear, it seemed, can be defeated, if you hold a mirror to it.

 

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255. Scaling giants

Scaling giants might sound like fun to the uninitiated, but it is a dangerous endeavour, suitable only for those brave souls willing to risk their lives for a folly.

I myself was uncertain whether I was cut out for it when the giants were first spotted in the Andes. They had slept for eons, hidden between the mountains, gathering moss. Their rumbling awakening frightened me to the core: immovable rocks shaking off the accumulated snow and flicking off entire villages on their backs. Soon they were on the move, roaming the continents.

 

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215. I saw her naked

“I saw her naked.”

Peter’s jaw dropped firmly to the floor as Alvin cheekily flicked a cherry bubblegum in his mouth.

The two best friends were walking home from playing hooky all day and Peter was surprised that only now, with just five minutes of their day left to discuss it, Alvin dropped the bombshell.

“You saw her boobs? How? When?”

Alvin smiled mysteriously.

“I didn’t just see her boobs.”

“You filthy liar.”

Those were the three words Alvin had been waiting for. He whipped some lace lingerie out of his trouser pocket. Peter fondled the fabric in disbelief and slung his arm around Alvin’s shoulder.

“You are now officially my hero, you know that, right?”

“I got lucky, that’s all. I was practicing my swing with my little brother in the backyard when I hit the ball right on the sweet spot. I mean, I have never, ever hit a ball that good. You should have seen it.”

“Alvin? Less baseball, more boobs.”

“Okey, so I hit the ball and it went over the fence, straight for her house. Straight for her open window.”

“And you climbed up there?”

Alvin nodded.

“Hero!”

“I wasn’t in there for ten seconds or the door flung open and in she walked. Wet from the shower. Naked. Hot! I had to hide, but boy, I could see …”

“Everything?”

“Everything!”

“I’m gonna need descriptions. Detailed descriptions.”

“No.”

“No?”

“I’m not gonna tell you how she looks.”

“How long have we known each other? Eight years? That’s two thirds of our lives!”

“All I’m gonna say is that my baseball is still up there.”

Peter looked up. The window was open and he could just about hear the shower running.

“Hero,” Peter said, hugging his friend so hard he nearly crushed his ribs.

 

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186. The dark beckons

The dark beckons but Cassandra refuses its call.

She is all alone now and has been for eons. The others have fled into the arms of the usurper. How easily they were swayed by his dark promises, seduced by his considerable charm. And foremost, blinded by the gold and the power he dangled in front of their greedy eyes.

They took the weapons when they left. They took the knowledge and the food. They left Cassandra thinking she would not be able to survive. That in her darkest hour she too would heed the call of the usurper.

Yet Cassandra is still standing. For whatever material things she was deprived of, they did not strip her of her cunning and her inventiveness and her penchant for survival. From the shadows, Cassandra has watched the world burn, but she has quietly flourished. And now the moment has come to emerge from those shadows. Into the light she will step, she and her army.

Fire burns and cauldrons bubble as the sands and boulders of the ruins she has abided her time in coalesce into stone giants stone, intent on wreaking havoc.

She will take the fight to the usurper.

And to them.

Those that abandoned her.

All of them witches.

 

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17. Vernon walks the wall vertically

Vernon walks the wall vertically.

It wasn’t the answer he’d expected. For weeks now the gang had exhausted their minds about how to take the final hurdle in the heist they had planned, and now this new girl comes along – someone Pete vouched for but about whom he had quite some reservations – and she proposes they ignore the laws of gravity? Was he supposed to take this seriously?

Let me explain, she went on, before embarking on some kind of physics lecture that to his ears was more science-fiction than science-fact. It involved Newtonian loopholes, Einsteinian paradoxes and algebra that boggled the mind. He soon found himself tuning out of her exposé and turning his attention to the girl herself.

Her flawless green eyes lit up every time she wrote down a diagram on the blackboard. And her breath intensified as her explanation gathered speed, causing her perky breasts to heave rhythmically in her silk top. Legs were top-notch as well: smooth skin and not a knobby knee in sight. As he ogled her top-down his eyes paused for a minute to appreciate her perfectly formed ass, wrapped in a skin-tight black skirt. Once every few seconds she turned her head to her audience, her chestnut-brown shoulder-height hair briefly flicking across her swan-like neck.

And that, she said – abruptly awakening him from his daydream – is how we’ll do it.

He crossed his right leg over his left one and replied: what makes you think your silver tongue has convinced me?

If my tongue can’t convince you, what can, she coyly answered.

Damn, how he desired to fuck her brains out.

 

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