1. Introduction1. IntroductionI would like to introduce you to a new student. She has moved from another county, and I would appreciate it if you would treat them with the same respect as you treat each other. Can you please stand up, Miss Klien?A surprisingly tall 6th grader stood up from her desk quietly, her chair scraping up on the floor.Would you like to say something? the teacher asked; the clock slowly ticking quietly behind her amongst the quiet in the room. The seconds passed slowly and the students gave their silent, dull, piercing looks. She cleared her throat.We moved here about a week ago to this town, and its nice here. Im glad to be a part of this school, and Im eager to learn I can from here. She said in an even (and hopefully not scared) voice, then sat down. The teacher blinked.Thank you Miss Klien. Im sure we can bring you up to speed with what were learning soon enough. Now, everyone, please turn to page&
Wind City- The Passing2Mayor Krendel rubbed his forehead wearily again, for at least the third time that day.I dont deserve this
he said to no one in particular to his now empty house with doubled as his office. He had just finished dealing with Janice and Bernice, two old hags who argued with each other about just about everything, and brought their petty daily disputes to him. Besides them, he had returned a lost dog, finished re-transcribing an old scroll into a readable format, and finished a 5-mile jog earlier that morning. He felt older than his 56 years of age; by no means was he the oldest, but since he was so respected and wise he had been elected (practically forced, he thought on a sardonic note) mayor and had served a good 4 years already. He sat up and sighed audibly.Perhaps a good nap will help, maybe for an hour or two
he thought to himself. He ignored his messy desk (for yet another day
) and wandered over to the adjoining room and his small bl
Nightmare Tourny: SE6Nightmare Tournament-Round 6 SE: Mobsters VS A MobDoes this staircase EVER end?!?!Nairb was comfortably reclining on the shoulders of his small army, albeit the fact that they had been heading up one of the spiral staircases that he had found inside that large tower, and was now getting pissed due to lack of any other beings or anything intelligent to help point him in the right direction. Nairb got up from his reclining position and stood lightly on one creatures shoulders.COMPANY HALT! Nairb yelled, acting like a military sergant. The group immediately obeyed, sending him flipping backwards over their heads, landing safely on his feet in front of them with his arms crossed.Whats up? Someone asked.Nairb sighed, and then put his hands up. Listen
He paused, then letm drop in futility. Okay, nevermind, just wait here.Nairb shifted himself and stuck his head through the wall towards the inside a
HollowAnd so I fell to my kneesHackingCoughingThe pain crippling meI knewI had only myself to blameI thought back,Living like a hallowed hellNothin but an empty shellWhen everything was so fakeWhen I couldve gotten moreBut its too late nowAnd as I fall down,Down down down deeping than I ever thought possibleI realize what I am-One person;Who died as he lived;HollowAnd it makes me thinkAs my last thoughtWith a sort of awe an wonder:With everyone who will die todayHow many will die like me?And how many are already deadAnd Hollow?