I knew it well. Almost too well in fact. The countenance of the face. The two lines at each end with arrows for hands. A third mobile and climbing. What next..next..next.. Tick.

And we've been damned. All the damning that could be contained in a lifetime plus ten over. Time is only ever fleeting for those that aren't trapped within it.

It hadn't started there though. A few days ago he had a serious craving for pie and seltzer water...and then there was the itchy red nose. He shrugged it off as a mild irritation,

And yet, on the flip side, some writers don't really give in to their usual peccadillos. They can adapt, blend into the colors like a textual chameleon so to speak. Excuse me while

His extra appendages helped him greatly on the drum solos.

t me one more lesson about living. It's a fragile thing, existence. You never know where it'll take you, what you might encounter, and worse still, not knowing when the end is near

Loofaria. It was like being trapped in a porous watery floating bubble pit, and there was no way out.

"What kept you this time, Berty? And please, just this once, tell me something genuine..if not genuine, then at least something to hold my attention longer than your usual drivel."

which had a very complex grammatical structure, with 327 tenses to handle the multiply bifurcated timelines of the universe. Edwardia Kelly lisped in Cosmic & Chris her student

The room was cast in daylight, making it hard to see what was there. Shadow skulked in the corner, but as evening came and the full moon rose, shadow grew and his features spread

Rhythm molds our lives into shape, balancing us along the difficulties of life.

flaming Clowns careened by and *gasp* the audience didn't laugh. "quelle folie est-ce?" Boingeaux whispered. Meanwhile the Lion-tamer let the wildcats out & the horned Ringmaster

r eyes. Then they crossed themselves & thanked him. I saw the bus driver also made handsigns at O'Grady but he was oblivious. O'Grady's hairy legs attracted a ballet talent scout

He tramps along with the folks all scared, with a twinkle in his eye, the old man of the mountain. He wears long hair and his feet are bare. They say he's mad as a

Since the moon formed in a hot cosmic doughnut, Jed reasoned that it must be a giant powder puff. His relatives didn't believe him. But Jed built a rocket using moonshine as fuel

dear dear deary me, what ever shall I do. The Kingdom of Minua is doomed, Lisbeth! Vantelis has made off with the pollen and the earth is angry with us! Oh please, don't leave us

ound all but impossible. For the life of me, I couldn't understand why they bothered to completely shut my left eye, bruised and battered, and left me my right to see next to nothi

go on this way for far too long. The vibrations of Star's notes and the frequency of the attacks were taking their toll. We were sitting ducks in a pond of music.

but what if I were to pretend to have one...to plot out all the little minute details down to the quaint lettering of the guestbook at my funeral. What, I asked myself, what if

square of the arc length of history is equal to sum of the squares of the other two sides of Shandra Jiao times 1402 plus justice. The numbers don't lie, the end is nigh. Beware!