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Snake RingSnake Ring
The unforgiving sun scorched the sandy desert below; any creatures that could live in this environment had found some form of protection. It was noon the hottest part of the day a time when you really were not supposed to be wandering the desert without water. Poor James had no other option though as sluggishly moved through the bare wasteland wandering in a blind direction that he hoped would bring civilization. James knew that the chances of civilization being in the direction of which he was traveling were very small; so small in fact that James had wrote his last words in his front pocket in case anyone found him out here.
"Why I just didn't stay home eludes me Minnesota would be nice and cool right about this time of year." James said aloud to himself; loose sand slowed him down even further as he traveled to what would more than likely be his immanent death. "I wonder if they shall serve tea this afternoon?" James pondered; the heat and dehydration were finally a
I was never a happy person in life but it got worse as time went on. Everyday it seemed like everyone was getting it better than me and all I could do was stand by watching. Work was a drag everyday I had to work the late shifts and early morning shifts trust me not a good combination. My boss was always a jerk greeting me everyday "Why the hell are you so late I am knocking an hour off your paycheck for today." The truth was I was never late I was early in fact.
Many people told me I should take a break and let all of my emotions come out instead of taking it everyday for "bad" things could happen. I didn't care though why should I worry what could happen oh I could have a stroke, at the time I didn't care. Life was miserable yet no one seemed in as bad of shape as I was, but I am here to tell you what happened to me.
The day started as it usually did for me; my shrill alarm went off at five-thirty A.M. awaking me from what little sleep I could get. "Stupid fre
A Dragon Impulse Part TwoA Dragon Impulse
The sun felt good on my face; slowly I crawled out of my sleeping bag. Morning dew on the ground moistened my dried hands. I quietly slipped on my shoes; suddenly something fell from my hoodie. It fluttered to the ground; I reached down and picked up the object.
I was holding a letter in my hand. It contained no name; the only thing on the envelope was a dark sword. Without even thinking I already knew who wrote the letter. The most secretive group to walk the face of the earth; The Hunters.
My hands shook as I ripped the letter open. Carefully I slipped the message out of the envelope. It read "Announcing your opinion like that can get you killed. What you did was stupid and reckless; still it took guts. We could use someone like you; if you think you can take the heat."
My first reaction was shock; the world's greatest dragon slayers wanted me. Of all the people left after the change they wanted me. Only if I could take the heat though; they literally meant it
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