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Time and Space

Time and Space All she wanted was her wings. Why was that such a challenge to fulfill? Her first encounter had been with a cloaked, shadowy figure who ushered her into a wall-free room. There, she seemed to have been waiting forever. Waiting on a wooden chair.  Waiting for instruction. Waiting for time to pass. She complained to the figure about her lengthy anticipation in this place. The response was simply: “Time and space are illusions.” At long last, she was handed two forms to fill out for the Department of the High Council. Then much later, there came another
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Her Story

Her Story If you were to journey to her haven, far from the city gates, what questions would you ask of her?  And if she were to look deep into your eyes with her piercing dark ones and respond with that enigmatic smile, how could you be satisfied with her words, “It was long ago. It no longer matters.” Instead, I believe you would persuade her with other questions, until she would finally relent and tell her tale: I was born in a fishing town where my father held a prominent position. Being the only child, he encouraged me to
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Fear

Fear She used to love old black and white films: especially the horror ones, produced in the late thirties and forties. By the time they were released for television, the sound was slow and eerie and the character movements were jerky and mechanical. The most intriguing, scary aspect of these films was the interaction among the various ranges of the colour spectrum – from white to grey to black. All these traits were precisely part of the attraction. When the production worked most effectively, with hovering, menacing shadows and piercing shrieks that penetrated her entire nervous system, she would grab
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Written in the Stars

Written in the Stars She had tried to reach him for days. In fact, she had already warned him two months before. He hadn’t listened then, and apparently, he was shutting her out now. Several years before, she had unearthed interesting information about him. Although these might have been well kept secrets, they were not as deeply tucked away as they have since become. For example, it was never discussed that his first wife held serious superstitions. No surprise. People from Eastern Europe are still very much enmeshed in ancient folk lore, fantasy and ritual. Add to this, his own
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That which lies within

That which lies within She doesn’t know my secret name; nor therefore, the power of its magical spell. I told her once, shortly after I came to her, in this my sixth life. Sometimes when she stares deep into my eyes though, I sense that she knows. For a minute-second of intense concentration I grasp that she connects to the magic. But then it is gone. I came into existence in my natural form, from somewhere long ago. Then I was revered. I was worshiped by Pharaohs. Even when they buried me in the far-reaching caverns of their tombs, my
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Travelers

Travelers She was glad to see him. The morning tour guide had left the group at Grand Place. It was the intoxicating aroma which had drawn her to the Neuhaus chocolate shop. While heading back outside with the delectable package in hand, Sophie had bumped into him. He politely asked if she minded him tagging along. “Not at all!” she had answered, much to her surprise. She generally liked being alone. But from the time she had boarded the tour coach in Calais, she had noticed something about this man that had intrigued her. Perhaps a long ago memory? Now
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The Adventure

The Adventure It was a spontaneous decision. A surprise by all accounts. Wanda hadn’t the remotest notion to travel to China. Previous trips had been painstakingly planned for months ahead. Not this time. This time she threw all caution to the wind and grasped the opportunity presented. “Just go!” Her reckless Inner Child had commanded. And here she was at the Great Wall. She took a deep breath, intentionally feeling the moment. Intentionally storing the feeling in her memory for future reference. The trip was more difficult than she had anticipated. The stairs, the climbing, the smog! On the positive
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Signs

Signs Friday at last! It had been a long, hectic week at work for Marlie. End of the fiscal year. All programs were directed to account for their past year’s activities and spendings. What a relief finally to be home, in solace with Owen. On most Fridays he would meet her at the local hang out for wine and dinner, but she had begged off with a phone call that afternoon. “I just want to put my feet up, order in and have a some wine, alone in peace with you.” He had agreed of course, as she knew he
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Waiting for the words to flow

Waiting for the words to flow One of the treats of living in the country for Marlie, was her beloved geese. Going for a drive with Owen always meant that she might see them. To her great disappointment, however, there were no geese to be seen anywhere on that particular day. Marlie chuckled to herself. It made her think of the blank screen on her computer, as she waited for the words to flow from her mind to her fingers ‒ but nothing. “Perhaps the geese got tired of being stalked,” she had told Owen. “They can’t keep away from
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