The dragon begrudgingly lumbered into the village, as he always did the first day of spring. As he passed each hut, he put on a show of smoke and fire. The maiden tied to a tree screamed as he neared. He bit through her ropes and carried the kicking and screaming lass, between pointed teeth, …
A palm reader told Mr. Complish at thirteen that he would grow up to be the destroyer of the world. Mr. Complish did not want that. Who does? He had a gift for math, science, and engineering, but he pursued none. He did not want to devise a deadly bomb, nor program killer robots, nor …
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“Not interested,” Peg said, after Bruce asked her out. Who did she think she was? She was a four on a good day. He was varsity everything! A nine on a bad day! A girl like her was lucky to be asked out by a guy like him! He yelled all this while …
They call me Mr. Smiley because I’m always smiling. You’d be surprised how few questions I’ve been asked about who I am. Not one of them realizes they saw me as a little boy, the night they ruined my mother. They only care about themselves, and that’s fine by me. I act concerned. Mirror …