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Mother’s help


Jason began to open his eyes. A surge of pain bore through his skull and his ears rang something fierce. Cold air hit his bare skin whilst a burning pain came from his wrists. The first thing he considered was that he had been drinking. He had just turned 18 so it was possible he got a little merry last night. But no memories came to him. At least nothing that would indicate a cause to his current a

“Hey, you, you’re finally awake.”
Kath found herself in a dark cell, surrounded by heavy black stone walls. Her ‘bed’, a few wooden planks with little more than a cloth blanket laid upon it, creaked loudly as she jolted upright from the sudden interaction. She was tripped of all her belongings, save for her underwear, and she couldn't seem to remember much of what had happened before.
The tall brunette recalled travelling out on to the mountainside on a quest to ex

Lucinda
got home and dropped her things. She was in a bad mood. She’d been
late to the office Christmas party. When she arrived, she’d
expected to be doing a secret Santa. She’d even bought a nice
basket of smoked meats and cheeses for the person lucky enough to
have her draw their name. But she discovered instead that someone had
changed the rules. There was a present waiting for on the table, very
carefully wrapped and very carefully labeled. From the size of it, it
was probably one of t

A Doll’s Life
When the forest parting the village and the castle produced an ornate ebony carriage pulled by two thoroughbreds, the villagers knew what to expect.
“They come! They come!”, an elderly farmer had shouted, pitchfork still in hand and a spring to his step that he had not displayed in a long time. He was the first to seek refuge in his shack, lock the door, and disappear from sight altogether.
The warning was all it took. Doors were closed and barred, windows were sl

It was late in the day and Sable walked into his house, closing the door behind him,
“Hey, I’m home!” He called out as he took his hat and coat off, hanging them on a nearby rack.
“Glad you’re home, dear.” A voice came from behind him, and he turned to see his wife Layla, the little red fox wearing her usual shirt and jeans and over it she wore a frilly pink apron, telling that she had been cooking, another sign was that delicious aroma filling the house. The

Breaking Down is Hard to Do
Characters (c) DarthArdios/Dragonskey
Pokémon (c) Nintendo/The Pokémon Company/Game Freak
 
"Got it Luca?" Devon asked, turning on the camera with a hand-held remote. The Lucario growled an affirmative, following his trainer's movements with the handheld video camera as he paced back and forth for a few moments to compose himself and think about what he was going to say. Finally, Devon sighed, brushed his shirt down, and stared into the camera.