#story

Una roca aparece en el lugar, al parecer, se quería ocultar se siente fea, a ninguna es igual y piensa que es ajena al lugar. Se compara con otras rocas que hay y ve que su color no es igual, esto ya no

"Madam, can you tell that man to stop following our bus?" That was what came out of the conductor's mouth that everyone looked towards the left window side. I was sitting in the front and had

The sun had tilted slightly to the west. The harsh brightness of the rays had faded, spreading a soft, golden light all around. Anindya was sitting in the easy chair on the porch, sipping from a cup of

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Did I scare her, or was the thought of her and me that absurd? I’ll never know.

My story with my baby dog

Потрозу ми виростаємо вже з віку захоплення LEGO, а за ці роки нам надарували їх стільки багато і таких різних, що коли ми почали збирати ті всі конструктори з різних наборів, то вийшло у нас три добрячих

English version By sunrise, nobody could remember what blue looked like. Many might expect a longer story, with all the details of how it happened, but it simply happened that way. The more skeptical might

William, or Will, as I usually call him, is going through another one of those episodes in which his personality gets him into trouble and the rest of us have to deal with the consequences. He is almost

By sunrise, nobody could remember what blue looked like. Everything happened in a strange and inexplicable way: the sky, the sea, and everything that carried that color simply became bland, colorless,

Hello,my friends! New stoty of Svinni the pig and co. right now! Count Irwin McOink managed a rather devious resurrection, rising from the ashes to slip secretly into the cellar of his own Scottish castle.

“OK Grandma Jubilee, so, what you're saying is, there's a chance, but, we gotta be really careful, because the difference between crash landing and not is just one more kilometer per hour.”

💕Welcome to my Blog 💕 Happy Saturday, everyone in this great #Worldmappin community! I’m sending my best wishes to all users. It’s wonderful to share my visit to Plaza Juana Ramirez La Avanzadora, “located

.. #Bestuermtendendes .. So , nun hat #Es also den gesamten restlichen NachmÏttag mit ´RumwÏpereÏ verbrachtiert , diesmal ist #Es im #Insta , und das #Es kann und kann nicht damit aufhören , oder will

Chapter One: The Bend That Was Scraped Away This is the first chapter of a novel I will be publishing here in parts. It is a story about maps, and about the things that get left off them on purpose. Every

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I hope you’ve all had a great week! Mine has been extraordinarily productive. This week I dove, head first, into drafting the chapters for the new novel, Portraits of the Hearthhold. I’m working on chapters

El zorro solitario - Narración 📸 En un lugar apartado, detrás de una pequeña aldea olvidada, en el inmenso desierto de arenas doradas vivía un zorrito. Era un zorro común y corriente como todos los de

You have to be open to the possibilities of second chances.

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