My Fine Feathered Friends, Chapter 9: In Which We Meet a Wise Old Bird (fiction) by Chord
Below us, the dark and sleeping earth. Above us, the wide and starry sky. And Poseidon's gonna have words to say about the lack of tides|still no moon....
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Below us, the dark and sleeping earth. Above us, the wide and starry sky. And Poseidon's gonna have words to say about the lack of tides|still no moon....
There by the courtyard doors stood What madness are you on about now|Professor Windsor. “Ruth, wonderful, I was hoping to see you. I wanted to give you ...
I stood out on the quad as the dawn broke. The sun seemed Something's up|even brighter this morning. The clouds sharper, the wind crisper, the bird song...
The following morning dawned bright and cold, the fresh breeze rustling through the branches of the campus’ many trees. If you've never lived close to ...
That day, I was glad that my dorm room did not have any manner of I want OODLES of beakers!|scientific apparatus to remind me of bawk bawk|the situatio...