Series
PLACE OF MANY DREAMS
If walls could talk, they could also teach. Our ancient wall of stone, built many centuries ago, offers shelter for nomads dwelling nearby. Throughout the ages our wall protected them from the cold, north winds and the snows of winter. We watched over them, as their guardians.
By Jon H. Davis4 years ago in Fiction
PLACE OF MANY DREAMS
If walls could talk, they could also teach. Our ancient wall has seen history in the making, all throughout the ages since the time of our creation, ten thousand years ago. I am called the Wall Of Dreams, serving as a teacher and a guardian. I am made of many stones together, special in their nature. We, the wall are steeped, in knowledge and wisdom, engaging in conversation among ourselves, and with humans telepathically. If you read Part One, “Ancient Future,” then you’ll know our true nature.
By Jon H. Davis4 years ago in Fiction
Edward the prince | love at love at first sight a witch's daughter,
Once upon a time, in a far-off land, there was a kind and noble prince named Edward. One day, as he was riding through a small village, he caught sight of a beautiful girl with long, dark hair and sparkling eyes. He was immediately smitten, but he soon found out that she was the daughter of a powerful witch who lived in the woods outside of the village.
By Emmanuel Andrew4 years ago in Fiction
Tales of a Scorched Coffee Pot
For some reason you simply cannot disabuse most upper managers of the notion that they know the finer points of your job better than you do, despite their having never done it before. This even with the obvious, glaring fact that they plainly don’t understand what you’re talking about most of the time, when you begin speaking about those finer points of your job. A notion also underscored when drilling down into the reason that gossips and other assorted complainers hold such sway over these types — it’s because the bosses have no idea what’s going on. They cling to this informational pipeline as one would a life raft. It’s enough to make most rational people say, or at least wish to say, do you believe that I do my job very well? Okay, then, leave me alone and let me do it as I see fit. Otherwise, let’s cut to the chase and get this over with. Just go ahead and replace me.
By Jason McGathey4 years ago in Fiction








