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Not entirely completed, but the first attempt at a novella. It is based on an essay i wrote for prelims in Matric.
THE SHIFT IS COMING. SOON. Dr. David Carter knows this. However, he's a geologist, so 'soon' means anywhere from tomorrow to a thousand years from now. PEOPLE ARE DYING. NOW. Drs. Jordan Abellard and Jillian Brookwood are standing at the edge of SuperAIDS. Or are they? They won't be able to figure it out if they can't get some authorization signed - and soon. But they're peons and no one is paying attention. That means no one will notice a little forgery either, right? WHOLE SPECIES DIED AT THE
Can you pull in a Leviathan with a fishhook, or tie down its tongue with a rope? Can you put a cord through its nose, or pierce its jaw with a hook? Will it keep begging you for mercy? Will it speak to you with gentle words? Will it make an agreement with you for you to take it as your slave for life? Can you make a pet of it like a bird, or put it on a leash for the young women in your house? Will traders barter for it? Will they divide it up among the merchants? Can you fill its hide with
A foster child learns who she really is and that might change the way she lives. Her blood sisters are hunting her and it's her job to stop them before they kill her.
I held him tightly in my arms, knowing this would be the last time. A kiss to each cheek, and a tender caress, “Adieu, my love” I whispered as my lips met his. His breath caught in his chest, and then he let it out slowly, breathing his last. I looked at him with sadness in my eyes as I slowly let his body slump against our bed to the floor. The pained look in his blue eyes is the one I will always remember.
World War Two story about a failed operation in occupied Norway by British Commandos