

C:One - What We Left BehindThe bus stank.C:One - What We Left Behind
I was still blocks away from my stop but I couldn't take it any longer. I ran up to the driver and asked if I could be let out right there.
I thought I was going to be sick.
Day after day. It's always the same. Maybe I should break down and get a car. Hm, but then how would I pay the rent? Gas and insurance prices are disgusting.
Damn.
I walked the last few blocks home. The exercise is likely good for me anyway. I climbed the stairs to my floor, unlocked the door to my apartment and walked in. I locked the door behind me and slid the security chain across. I peele


The SpireThe high tower rose far above the clouds. Even if you craned your neck and strained your eyes you'd still not see the top of the tower.The Spire
Hundreds, maybe thousands were gathered at the foot of the tower. Millions more watched on television as the dedication ceremony got underway.
The chancellor had it commissioned as a gift for his late wife. It was supposed to have been a birthday gift. She had died of fever just days before it was completed. Today it would be dedicated as a memorial.
The tower's design was peculiar. It stood on a granite base which housed the new home of the legislative assembly. The gra
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*There are 3 kinds of people in this world: Those who can count, and those who can't*
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"Je ne te crains pas gros moche, mon coeur est pur comme de l'eau de roche!"
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-Modest Fox
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my sword rights all wrongs
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