Fiction

Chapter 1

I feel the slightest brush of her lips against mine and suddenly- 

The sky was crying, the tears made the road slick. Daniel and I look out of our windows watching the clouds dancing with each other—the air heavy in the car. The heat warms our chill bodies. 

Once upon a time, a boy loved a girl.

There's a place, I know, a place where peace lives. There are many, really.

At the edge of a cliff I stand tall. I stare up at the Wind. The Wind pushes me. I close my eyes, bracing myself upon the rock. As the Wind hits me, I squint, eyes tearing up. The Wind stops. I bend over, breathing heavily.

There goes Mr. Wilson birdwatching right on time, 9:34 AM. Magnolia waves their branches at him, but of course he doesn’t wave back. That’s how humans are, after all. I wish I didn’t have so many squirrels running about.

Dear Anna,

I will never forget what happened today.

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Aurora

Today, I am getting a tattoo. I am getting a permanent work of art, smack dab on my forearm. It is going to be a daffodil. I walked into the tattoo parlor, and decided that this is my fate. 

Otherworlder: I sit and I watch them go along with their animals, or pets as they call them. They love these animals that they have tamed, walk them around, caress or "pet" them, feed them, sometimes even buy them lavish gifts.

Over the course of a day, there are many people to be seen.