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STA Token Development - A Complete Guide
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By Dean Johns3 years ago in Fiction
The Existential Woman (page 12)
Although she was nervous and worried, Shanna was able to get to sleep. She awoke on Friday morning around 7ish. Her normal routine in play: coffee, computer, tasks. A basket of dried laundry was set on the coffee table. The beds were still unmade. The floor and litter box were clean enough. She needed to go get another pack of cigarettes and check her bank balance. She was worried about her son and about her money situation. Stress. "Retirement is not all it's cracked up to be," she grumbled.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 years ago in Fiction
The Existential Woman page 11
The bar scene got boring quick. Shanna sang one song - "Stop draggin my heart around" and she felt satisfied with her performance. She enjoyed a few of the other singers songs, but after drinking half of her coke and smoking several cigarettes outside, she wanted to leave. Maybe she should have become a professional musician, she thought as she walked back to her van. This way she could be on stage the whole time and not get that weird feeling of awkwardness that she felt as a patron. Just sitting there alone felt awful, especially when she could hear others in groups conversing or laughing together.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 years ago in Fiction
The Existential Woman page 10
"Try!" Shanna heard a voice in her head. It kept repeating that one word. Most of her Wednesday had been spent on the same old typical daily tasks that she had grown comfortable with. Nothing new. Nothing exciting. Nothing especially impressive or remarkable. She had put on an old movie. One that she had watched several times already. She just couldn't get bored with that one. It was so well done. It was like listening to one of her favorite songs. "Try!" the voice demanded again. She took a deep breath and got out of the big leather chair on wheels in front of the big wooden desk.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 years ago in Fiction
Blind Spots
Glaring daggers at Ed through my glasses I said, "Turn the light off". Watching him go towards the lamp I slowly got off the floor. I didn't have time to do my morning stretches and my body ached with every move I took. As he turned the light off his door automatically opened. I moved to the closest corner and said, "I need to tell you something".
By Lucy Torralba3 years ago in Fiction
The Amazing Adventure of Ava. Content Warning.
Ava had always been fascinated by stories of magical beings and mystical kingdoms. She had read every book on fantasy she could get her hands on, and spent countless hours daydreaming about what it would be like to be transported to a world beyond her own. So when she stumbled upon an old, dusty book in the attic of her grandparent's house, she couldn't believe her luck. The book was titled "The Fae Kingdom: A Guide to the Land of Enchantment," and it was filled with stories and illustrations of a world beyond her wildest dreams.
By Khurram Jutt3 years ago in Fiction
THE Historical backdrop OF JACK THE Goliath Executioner
In the reign of the renowned Lord Arthur, there lived in Cornwall a fellow named Jack, who was a kid with a strong attitude and thoroughly enjoyed hearing or perusing about magicians, goliaths, and pixies. He also used to listen enthusiastically to the deeds of the knights of Ruler Arthur's Round Table.
By Emmanuel Cheeseman3 years ago in Fiction
The Existential Woman page 9
The air conditioners were on all day in the condo. Usually, the small bedroom was ice cold from the unit running in the bedroom window, but the past few days Shanna noticed that the room wasn't at the usual coldness. The living room unit was still keeping that room very cold. So cold that she wore a sweater when she was inside. The outside was totally opposite. The temperature outside was in the high 90s on most summer days, and Shanna was miserable in that heat. She couldn't breath well, she hated sweating, and she didn't like stripping her clothing off because her soft fat was exposed to the skinny minded world's criticisms. Any summer in Florida, was just a hybernation period. A long six month stretch beginning in April and finally ending at the end of September. A miserable long stretch of unbearable heat and tolerating annoying body shaming criticisms. Shanna couldn't even find an affordable bathing suit she liked. The current prices for nice bathing suits were up to $50. She just counted the days until October. Once October arrived, the quality of her life would begin to improve. She knew that many people in the North felt this way about Winter. They thought that Florida was so perfect. They hated the long six month stretch of cold weather forcing them to wear coats and hats and scarves and gloves --- Forcing them to scrape ice off of their car windsheilds --- Forcing them to hybernate inside where it was warm and safe from icy accidents. She knew how many thought. "The grass is always greener..." she whispered to herself, "But one day, I'm going to be a Snow Bird. I'm going to live in the South from October to April, and in the North from May to September. Then I will have the best of both worlds. One day it will happen. Some day. Some day."
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman3 years ago in Fiction
A Journey Begins
In a realm where magic flowed like rivers and fantastical creatures roamed the landscapes, there lived a young woman named Lucia. With vibrant emerald eyes that held a hint of curiosity and hair that cascaded like a waterfall of molten gold, she possessed an aura that seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly charm. Lucia's heart was as wild and free as the world she inhabited, a world that was both enchanting and treacherous.
By J.H.M Lykes3 years ago in Fiction
Disease Called Human
In the realm of Elysium, where elves danced beneath moonlit canopies and dwarves carved intricate wonders from the heart of mountains, a foreboding darkness began to cast its shadow. A sinister disease, known only as the "Curse of Humanity," swept through the land like a relentless tempest. It spared no one, not even the immortal and ethereal creatures that called Elysium home.
By Mr. Yusman3 years ago in Fiction
