wafted toward the neighbor's house. I chortled evilly as I
Dale Hodgins wrote:stop circling. They were after me. The smell of carion
the entrances, but this time I was ready. I quickly
Dale Hodgins wrote:planned. Awoke, to vultures scratching the window. They blocked all
The sun was breaking through the fog as I set the timer. I wanted a pond, but digging is hard when there are so many bones. I only had time to dig a tiny puddle when the alarm rang, so I figured I'd collect the bones to prove my theory. The landslide of 1902 covered a whole herd of lemmings. My archaeological dig was interrupted by heavy rain,
but Mom called me in for dinner before I could think. When I returned, they were gone. My greedy neighbour
had stolen the entire collection! All my work building those things was wasted. How can I get funding for real research,
when trespassing neighbours keep … wait! What’s that in the sky?! It was circling vultures. They were circling something coming towards last week's roadkill. Aha! Another source of bones! I might kill two birds with one stone. I reached for my shovel again and headed for the street. The vultures wouldn't stop circling. They were after me. The smell of carion wafted toward the neighbor's house. I chortled evilly as I hefted the bag where I'd been storing all my taxidermied failures and headed for my permaculture garden where I quickly gathered enough food for supper. With the sun setting I planned. Awoke, to vultures scratching the window. They blocked all the entrances, but this time I was ready. I quickly got under the overturned tub and crawled to the truck. Hot, hungry and dehydrated, I hoped others hadn't lost interest. Vultures clawed the tin body helmet. I clutched my keys when Paul showed up with a whole berry pie! He Smiled, scoffed it down. I woke in a cold sweat … and swore never to eat berry pie before bed again.
10,000 years had changed the world. I saw the stars
Dillon Nichols wrote:Or at least, towards what I thought was the sun...
After years as a nymph, I climbed toward the sun.
10,000 years had changed the world. I saw the stars,
and remembered our home planet. Conquering this one, would require
the permaculture skills I learned back home while also creating
god, will help in cleaning this toxic haze. First, we
Need a good breakfast! Then, it's off to the lab
to look up "toxic haze" in my chemistry guide. The
taste is almost pleasant.. industrial fumes/blueberry vinegrette/stale sweat?
So, I pinch my nose with a clothes pin, and
body went to warp drive. Planted 200,000 trees in biochar.
The interplanetary timber ultracorp soon heard tales of astonishing trees,
that take 6 weeks to grow. Global warming is almost
A distant memory! I'm so proud! Hooray! Yay, for me!
In the middle of the forest, there was a large
gathering around the fire. Preparing to hunt the dreaded
Dorfle-Schnitz!! Some hunters were afraid - others were excited! Yet others,
a small group of outsiders, decided to sabotage the hunt.
Despite fangs and venom, they want to make pets, out
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