Amy S. Krauss
I’m in the very first stages of building author skills. I dream of some day writing serial fiction for profit.
Amy S. Krauss
I’m in the very first stages of building author skills. I dream of some day writing serial fiction for profit.
I’m in the very first stages of building author skills. I dream of some day writing serial fiction for profit.
I’m in the very first stages of building author skills. I dream of some day writing serial fiction for profit.
One glorious morning, Belle was out walking among the rolling hills of the countryside. She knew this landscape like the back of her hand, and it was comforting to walk great distances along the familiar terrain. The air was crisp and clear with just a hint of winter around the corner. As she was musing on the beauty of the day she noticed something at the top of the next hill which hadn't been th...
The last house which could be considered part of town fades out of my periphery. This means I’m almost there. The sun has set and dusk has begun. I shift my pack slightly and pick up my pace. I keep my eyes ahead, and then I see it. A lone house at the end of a curving drive. It emits no light. I quicken my pace even more even though I am not eager for what I will encounter. As I approach,...
I crack open the cookie and inside isn't a fortune, but an advertisement. Outrage! It reads:
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No fortune!? Rip off. I toss the slip of paper on my dirty plate and aggressively crush the cookie pieces on top of it. It seems the fates are against me. Now I’m not even getting the reliable comfort of a fortune...