Truck was a yellow toy dump truck. He loved it when his boy, Bobby, rode in his bed. “Yeah!! Lessgo backwards!!” Truck would yell as Bobby would sit and start moving his legs as if to walk while he were sitting down. “That’s it pump those little legs of yours! Pull, pull, pull!” Truck was an inside toy, which means he was not to be used to haul dirt outside like the other dump truck like Scratch d...
It had been twenty years since Took had been inside his parents’ mansion. The thick, sturdy manor had been cut out of a sharp hostone (one of thousands sharp rock formations that knifed into the open air across the overall flat landscape of Dragont). The dwarfish architecture could be plainly seen for miles, that is when the view wasn’t blocked by an obnoxiously tall hostone, which was always. A p...
The ship creaked and groaned its death pains. The dim light at the top flickered and zapped one last time before all the ship’s power failed. “Do ya hear that?” Jamie whispered hoarsely. The struggle that had just ended had left its marks on his throat. His breathing was labored. The man that we both had feared lay dead at my feet.
“Yes.” I answered. “She’s sinkin’ faster. Water must be to the dec...
