I am not just some monster. I do not stalk the herd just to scavenge their leftovers. I have my one furious hope hooked to my heart. 552 more words
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Back when I was playing Dungeons & Dragons on a regular basis with a group, I created a character named Wrantin Kullslug. I still have his character sheet. 1,847 more words
“Hey,” Baani approached me, gasping for breath. “Where is Sid? I can’t find him anywhere in the campus.”
“No idea,” I replied, flatly.
“Don’t tell me,” She arched her eyebrows in astonishment as if she had picked up a ghost or heard of something that is paranormal, “YOUUU don’t know where Sid is??” 1,793 more words
The police car sat behind a sign at a gas station across the street from a truck stop off of 270. A white eighteen wheeler rolled by and the wake of the truck shook the white 2010 Ford Crown Victoria, followed a few seconds later by a black ford f-150, and a minivan. 833 more words