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FFM 26 - Human SpiritKeye looked up between the sunflowers as she lay on the soft soil. Thick masses of white clouds wandered across the blue sky. A dragonfly whirred overhead, taking a couple dives at a butterfly before buzzing away. She sighed as she felt the clouds wander over the sun again. They definitely needed more wood.
"Keye!" Manuel called.
She sighed again and rolled to her feet, grabbing her bag as she moved.
"Coming!" she called, pulling her mask on.
The men were already standing by the gate with their partners. She winced as she trotted up to Manuel. She couldn't see his face under his mask, but she didn't need to - he was mad.
"All masks," Horatio called.
"All masks!" everyone responded, tapping their blank porcelain faces.
"All bags and axes," Horatio called.
"All bags and axes!" the women cried, holding up their embroidered sacks.
FFM 25 - Asking Lacy OutAdam's face was painted, his jeans were sparkling and his shoes were every color of the rainbow. He quickly ran the hair molder over his head and all of his hair stood completely straight off his head. He tied it together at the top with a hairband and nervously checked himself over in the mirror. His electric red sport coat clashed marvelously with his lime polka-dot cravat. He pulled on his rainbow fingerless gloves and headed to the garage.
He hit the garage door's button and strapped in. It took a few tries, but his old Firebird lit up and the engine began to roar. As the day's sunlight poured in from the opening door, he checked his gauges. Most of his friends didn't understand why he used such an old-fashioned mode of transportation. They failed to realize how much fun it was to play and fly.
Adam launched out of the garage, his jet pack grumbling as he flew to work.
Adam peeked around the edg
FFM 24 - Storybook Blood Pen Name was frustrated with his own writing again. So today, it was Les Miserables, Diner at the End of the Galaxy, Twilight, and Pride and Prejudice. He threw them all in the damned machine and smacked the "On" button. Little printed voices let out papery screams as the machine ate them. Cover images tried to crawl away from their fate. But there was no escape. Into the machine they vanished, turning into pulpy black blood which gurgled and muttered through the pipes.
The inky blood of words came out of the tap, dripping into a glass beaker.
As the beaker filled, Pen Name chewed his lip as he looked at his notebooks. He had hundreds of notebooks, in every color, binding style and kind of paper. Every notebook was blank, at least 14"x11" and held a minimum of 400 pages.
The beaker was full when he finally chose a red leather-bound notebook, with pages o
FFM 23 - Benny's Unusual Vacation The tumbleweed had been stuck to Benny's head since dawn. Every movement or slight breeze scraped it back and forth over his face. His face was covered in tiny little cuts that stung so.
Still, he was grateful from the tiny amount of shade it provided. He strained his eyes to look at his own shadow. Looked like it was... two o'clock or something...
Which made it just about a full day since his wives had buried him up to his neck in the middle of the desert.
"Perhaps the sun will burn out your infidelity!" his first wife had called as they flew away in the hovercart.
Of course, they had planned to do this the entire trip. It had seemed rather sudden when they clamored for a vacation to some oh-so-hip town in New Mexico. But when the three of them got together on something, Benny was more of a chaperon than a patriarch. They had told him of all the wonderfully chic places the
FFM 22 - When She WokeShe opened her eyes. The sun dawned in the sky. She shook her head. Birds sang and children played. The ocean lapped lazily at the shores as she stretched. She rubbed tears from her eyes. Rainclouds freed their bounty upon the land.
She looked at the world.
God saw the day and it was good.
FFM 21 - The Sentencing of Soryana's First WifeThe men were waiting for nightfall. The first wife of Mr Soryana was accused of adultery and the gods would show if she was guilty. If the stars were in the sky, the wife would live. If the night was clouded and calm, she would be drowned. Everyone knew the weather well. Tonight, the sea-clouds would roll in. Soryana's wife knew the gods better than her own children. She knew a storm was coming.
The clouds came.
Soryana's first wife was taken to the lake to be drowned.
Then. The sky spoke in raging tones, it's deep voice striking to their souls. The stars in the sky pierced through the clouds and lighting ate at the lake.
Fearing the wrath of the stars, the men fled, leaving Soryana's first wife to the gods.
The stars came for her, the lightning striking her from the world.
At the end of the night, there was another star in the sky.
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