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the death of a gaurd I walked back and forth upon the roof, waiting for something to happen. I was an archer of the city of Venice, it seemed like a great job when I signed up, "Protect the city, do your duty to god and your fellow man," the advertisement had said, I joined with some fantasies of heroism and two years later I obtained an unimportant post on an unimportant roof with only the boredom for company. I noticed the sun going down and was glad that my shift would soon end and I could go back home to my pregnant wife. A sound broke me out of my thoughts, I turned around and saw a hooded man jumping from rooftop to rooftop like a monkey.the death of a gaurd by ~kashif1
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Soul of golf I am the most unlucky soul that has, does, and will ever exist. I was once a soul existing inside a golf ball. I was ugly, discolored, and full of dimples. And I was an intelligent soul in an inanimate object, I couldn't move or talk, I could only think. And I had more time than I could ever need to think, I have wondered at the infinite marvels of this universe and the infinite stupidity of human beings. And then I realized that I didn't care about either subject because I was a golf ball at the bottom of a pink bucket.Soul of golf by ~kashif1
I was also somehow "blessed" with hearing and I heard a man ask
Inconvenience Death was only a minor inconvenience. Admittedly it was painful, what else is to be expected from the cold unforgiving steel of a knife. It was also quite disgusting, have you ever felt blood being pumped by your heart come out of a cut and spill all over you? If you have than perhaps I am not as unique as i have come to believe, still if you have not you can imagine what it feels like. I was yet another casualty of war, the person that survives as a number in the history books. I didn't even die in a proper battle, just a mere skirmish with no name. I expected my next sight to be the pearly gates that theInconvenience by ~kashif1
Eye of the Invader Heat, searing heat, heat so great it melts all it touches. Heat powerful enough to awaken me from my sleep. I get off my melting bed and walk to the door. The door handle is slippery to touch, water glistening upon its surface. I put on a heat resistant shell. I point my head outside of the ball of ice that is my home only to see yet more ice, a seemingly endless land of ice.Eye of the Invader by ~kashif1
I wonder how such a wonder can survive in this heat. I look up and see the stars through a haze of gas. They are dimmer than I remember, I spot my origin star, I must be an innumerable amoun
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