… holiday. —————————— The TARDIS set down with a dizzying twirl and a quick shudder startling a flock of long necked birds with a final burst of steam. The green grass around the scratched and battered blue police box bent wildly away from the time distortion field. Tendrils of fog …
… to purr as he kneaded the bedspread with his claws, his eyes narrowing in sheer delight. —- “So, are you going to run away?” John Paul stood in the distinctly cold lounge, gazing at the archway that led towards the front door. Chrome lava lamps illuminated niches in the walls, while the three huge …
… lies in the bed with the sheets twisted between his thighs. Sunlight from the uncurtained window is hot as a palm on his back. As soon as he wakes, as soon as he opens his eyes, he forgets the dream he was having but remains disorientated, uncertain of his moorings in what is still a strange …
… fighting a cold well away from the post office. The apology to the postmaster could wait, but when she went to general store at the end of the week, she was going to give Brady the three pennies she’d scraped together. Mrs. Simpson would be paying her tomorrow. The wasted money wasn’t the only thing …
than-life mural painted on an eight-foot-high cement wall that runs the length of the cemetery and beyond. The mural depicts Guatemala’s history from the early Indians to the present. In Santiago de Atitlan, La Señora Delores, our guide who speaks fluent English, Spanish, and K’iche, escorts us down …
… wants us over now,” Ikhasa said, “He has a visitor over who requests to see us. You can finish that spear later.” The two sisters navigated their way away from the watering hole through the village to their father’s hut. As befitted a chief, it was by far the village’s largest hut, standing twice …
… part of the Mount Scenery trail back to the Ecolodge. 300 odd steps and 120 metres higher we collapse back at the lodge for a siesta. Then we relax in the hot tub with our resident bird humming busily around the flowers mere inches from our heads. Magical. We walk back down the road to Windwardside …
… several hundred feet away from the original scene of the crash, he said. The exact location of the site was being kept under wraps yesterday. However it is reported to be roughly a hundred miles due south of the Nevada desert airfield from which Fossett set off on the morning of Monday September 3rd …
… gaze to the road after a quick flick toward Nate. This was the third time since the diner he’d ground the heel of his hand against his left eye. Regeneration of healthy tissue would cause itching. So would a festering pocket of infection. Regardless of the prognosis, if he didn’t get relief from …
Every journey has a lesson to learn. Furthermore: if you are lucky (and if you pay attention) there are more than one lessons to learn from a three-day journey. After a really exhausting autumn, I was fortunate enough to spend the last three days in Rome with my wife. Being one of the cradles …
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