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I laid on a couch, and she sat on another couch in silence. Then she had uttered with a mockery smile who is the older? You or Laura?I had answered "I don't know," and went on during the study period; we had been in the same grade.The stupid elder women: ooh! I had remembered your birth; I had visited your parents to congratulate them. After six months Laura came to the world.I was ashamed in her place; she remembered eve...

It is the way in which the world has become. Five frights and a minority rest. The swirls of feeling in the lights, summoning the thoughts of the younger, illuminating those of the elder in a short, yet magical revolution that only touches the surface of reality. It is rare to become, and though it's veracity ignites the passions of all, it is but a spark that appears and is then gone, like the life of one without yet abo...

Misadventures in the Royal Word Cellar

Theo Sorris, page to the king, seeks a cure for Princess Poubelle’s Ghoulish Mouthus.

It happened on the very day Princess Poubelle was to meet her intended, the handsome Prince John Don Ron von Finkleshteen. She came down with a wicked case of ghoulish mouthus. This frightful illness made it so everything the princess said was ill-mannered, ill-spoken and just plain nasty. “I’ll never marry Prince Shtinklefiend!” shrieked the normally polite princess to her parents. “With a name like John Don Ron, he’s su...