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The Trees have Eyes

The weather was fine, just right for biking along the Katy Trail. The heat spell earlier in the week had broken, just a little, and though sweat was still forming a track down her back, a slight breeze sent cool fingers up her spine. Unlike the first two days of her trek, when the heat […]

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Kristof

Recovered from the Wayback Machine. Coming home from the park tonight, I had the windows rolled down to catch the evening breezes, and the music cranked loud, enjoying being out of the house and away from the computer. I was on autopilot, not really paying attention to my surroundings until I pulled up behind a […]

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Jade Bookends

There is a great Center of Learning far away in a country whose name cannot be pronounced. It is a simple place made of simple materials, but it provides comfortable shelter for those who study there. However, not all that the Center holds is plain, for it possesses a beautiful set of bookends made out […]

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The night before Christmas

Recovered from the Wayback Machine. with first person singular annotation, updated to the new Millennium T’was the night before Christmas, and all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; (Well, there was a mouse once. Name of George, married to a nice little brown field mouse named Alice. Last Christmas, […]