#17. Hungry

“I’m hungry,” it said, looking at the patch of grass. “Still hungry,” it shouted, moving towards the woods. “Still hungry,” it burped, smacking its lips after visiting a row of houses. “And thirsty,” it added, spying water. “Aaaah,” it hissed as it drank, shrinking as it quenched its thirst, drinking until it disappeared beneath the…

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#13. Infinity

“Look! Look in my hand! I’ve caught something.” “What is it this time?” “It’s a universe, of course!” “No it’s not. Can’t be. You can’t catch a universe. Galaxies, yes, but not the universe.” “Why not? What makes you so sure? And it’s not THE universe, it’s A universe. One of many.” “There is only…

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#12. Stop Raining

Rain. Everyday. Pouring down, for as long as we could remember. There was always rain. We were sick of rain. We hated the damp muggy air. We hated the sticky warmness that never left. We were tired of being wet. Of staring out the window unable to play outside because of the mud. Our parents…

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#10. Gray Cats

I took a walk when the sun set. Only the owl and crickets made their presence known. I didn’t mind their company. I looked up frequently, because I liked the way trees looked at night in autumn. I briefly wished for snow, so that I could see them sparkle. As I walked, I thought I…

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#9. No Noise

Shadows dance to and fro in the semidarkness of the tent. One candle’s frail light flickers uncertainly, illuminating objects here and there. he moved silently, swiftly, mentally cursing the bright night sky. Ah well, a challenge makes it so exciting, he thought, sinking the jeweled dagger through the throat. All he heard was soft gurgling…

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#8. Wings

When we got our wings, we flew to the eternal blue heavens. We floated above trees, diving, chasing birds. We flew through clouds, playing hide and seek in the dazzling white fog. We emerged wet and lounged inches above them, as if we lay on these white puffs like emperors after a feast. We bathed…

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#6. Clouds

The first time we spotted the clouds, we welcomed the rain it would bring. But days came and went and they stayed in the beautiful blue sky while the land grew dryer and we died slowly of thirst. But we hoped. We kept hoping, even as the earth turned a lovely yellow and brown and…

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#5. Modern Art

“So you want to do it?” “Yes. Without a doubt. Just take me there and I’ll go through with it.” “No backing out this time? I don’t want to waste my time, and gasoline prices these days are so ridiculous.” “No backing out. Promise. Scout’s honor,” he held up his hand and tried to mimic…

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