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Chapter 6: Gemstone and Eclipse"I'm so hungry," Shimofuri complained.
"When are you not hungry?" Rucazo asked getting a little annoyed with him.
"I dunno…. I just like to eat!" Shimofuri answered.
"I wonder how long it would take for us to get through this forest…"Fireblaze wondered aloud.
"I don't know, Fireblaze, but the sooner we get through the sooner Shimo, here, can shut up about food!" Rucazo barked. Shimofuri gave a sly smile and wagged his tail.
The trio walked forward for many days and nights, advancing more through the
forest. "Wow, this forest is huge!" Fireblaze exclaimed.
"Yeah it is. We haven't gotten anywhere in the past couple days. Ma
Chapter 5: The Journey Begins"Well, what are we sitting here talking for?" Rucazo asked, "Let's go to the Toketsu Montis!" He ran forward toward the west side of the territory. Fireblaze and Shimofuri followed him. Fireblaze run up to her brother and ran his pace.
"So, Fireblaze, tell me how you made that fire come out of your mouth." Rucazo said.
"I really have no idea how, Ru," Fireblaze answered, "I opened my mouth to yell at you and fire came out." Rucazo thought for a moment.
"Maybe I can do it too," Rucazo barked.
"You are my brother, so maybe," Fireblaze said back to him.
Shimofuri ran up to them. "What exactly are we looking for in the west side of the terri
I wonder if you're enjoying
the curvature of her back.
The spine, a row of ossified crowns
crowded and curved around that defining neural superhighway;
that extension cord,
adventurously connecting the visceral
to the peripheral.
The horseshoe crab vertebrae
scuttle to break through skin at your touch;
a defining shiver.
I see your hands
around the rounded hills of her shoulders.
Scapulae jutting out with the extremity of the bend,
like a chicken's wings.
And the bands of these dorsal muscles
stand up like wings,
cast shadows in the dimples of the pelvis that she lifts;
that will fold o
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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