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1. BeginningsMy name is Juliette. I am 15 years old. I live in Paris, France. Today my parents let my boyfriend come over for once. I should be happy, right? Wrong.We are all huddled around the television, eyes widened in horror. The people at NASA must have made some horrible mistake. There is just no way. They said the end of the world as we had known it for so long was coming to an end. That a large chunk of rock had crashed into the moon and sent it hurdling towards Earth. That at the very least, everyone in Europe, Asia, and Northern Africa would be dead. All in the next hour. I don't want to die.My father, Louis, switches off the television and speaks in a loud, clear yet excruciatingly solemn voice,"Shall we go watch?"I wrap my arms around Adrien, crying. He lifts me off the ground and follows my father out the door. I look up and see it. The moon seems to cover the sky, blocking out all the stars and any hope of survival. I begin to cough, all of us are. My parents are embracing each ot
Men of StoneWine swirling down granite throatsMeat churning in marble belliesTonight we dine and danceWith lively men of stoneIn the morning stone men will sailThe battered king to Ithaca shoresWho dreams of wife and sonStone men return him homeStone men will leave his homelandAnd Earthquake will strike them downEternity in an oceanic kingdomForever men of stone
A Day for HuntsKhaota grabbed Kereio's shoulders and flipped him over so he was completely pinned under her. She giggled and bit his nose."Are you still sure you want to go hunting?" she teased."It's tempting to say no," he paused, kissing her, "but I haven't gone hunting with you in a long time."She giggled again and got off of Kereio. She walked to the closet where they kept their weapons, and tossed him his bow and quiver. She slung hers over her shoulder and clipped four daggers to her belt."Thinking we're gonna run into more trouble, dearest?", Kereio asked gently."No. I always bring these."She took him by the hand and led him outside. Together they stalked through the pine forest, picking off birds, rabbits, and deer. After several hours, they took some of the game, skinned and gutted it, and cooked it over a fire that Kereio had built. Khaota wandered around and searched for plants that they could eat. She whistled for Jira and Xailyr to bring the game back to their hive, and surely with