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At midnight and at noon from the depths of the lake he comes forth, right when the reality weakens, his strength peaks. He comes out of the water dry, but somehow there is always a puddle under him. Sitting in a willow tree, smoking a pipe or playing a fiddle, he watches and lurks his victims in the water. He waits for an inexperienced swimmer to be careless but many times he helps things ever so slightly. Little push or little pull is all it takes. Sometimes just a whisper. He commands the creatures of the lake, often taking their form to fool the humans, but he has only little control of the water. Nobody can control the elements. Other times he places things in the water to make the curious girl lean over and after the shove, comes the splash. Oh…How he enjoys the Splash. He hates the lake and he loves it in equal measures, the absurdity of it drives him crazy.
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My first try on Five Sentence Challenge from Lillie McFerrin Writes prompt: Learning
picture by Marion Doss (flickr photo)
He moved silently and unnoticed until he found the right spot, where he blended into his surrounding, ability perfected by centuries worth of practice, and started to absorb the vast amounts of information.
This world was so special, all the plants, animals, oceans (oh the oceans) and then of course there were these…humans, they were just so close.
His superiors will be very pleased with this one, he simply has to wait and collect as much data as he can before he gets picked up, which can take months or even years, but he was not in a hurry.
Worlds like these are very rare and in future they will have to be careful when interacting with this one, not to interfere too much but they can provide valuable lessons to help them evolve.
Although they were alien to him, he felt immense love to these creatures, these humans and so he started his report: Earth time 10:00am, 09th August 1945, small settlement called in local dialect Nagasaki…
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My six words about my life would be: Never stop wondering. Never stop wandering.
But I also had a video in my phone, on which our rabbit Freya meets our neighbour’s cat for the first time. I posted previously a picture of our rabbit trying to stare down the cat and this video is from the same day. I heard cat videos are very popular so I decided to share it with you. I could not post it directly so I had to upload it on YouTube first, the first time ever I uploaded anything on YouTube.
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The gunslinger stopped and listened. He thought he heard a scream but must have been only in his head. He was on the edge and he desperately needed a drink. He looked around and thought how familiar this abandoned town appeared to him. But most of the towns look alike. He shuddered and resumed his slow pace down the row of empty buildings towards the silent church in the distance. The air smelled of rotten wood and oddly also of freshly cut grass. There was no wind, not even a breeze. The town was abandoned in a hurry by the looks of it probably some years ago, but he still felt he was being watched. Continue reading Ghost Town