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"So... I suppose I'm curious." "What about, young one?" "Well, why... how...  did you find me?" Lur'dal asked. "Why, because of your research's progress! You've accomplished so much in so little time. People talked of this boy in the Academy, naturally I was led there to find you," replied the cloaked figure. "My research was not exactly a subject of discussion of mine, the only one who trully knew the extent of my work, and he never spoke of it to others." Lur'dal began to eye his mysterious mentor. "Who spoke of my work? And how did you find where I lived?" A raspy sigh emanated from beneath the cloak. "I suppose there's no hiding it.

The room was abuzz with the sounds of indistinguishable conversations. People stood in the room, surrounding an oval table lined with black chairs. At the back, near the emblazoned banner of the USRP fist and swords, sat an imposing chair colored a crimson red. Suddenly the conversations were broken by a silent but deliberate swing of the double doors that were the sole entrance to the room. Though the doors opened silently, save a slight breeze of pushed air, everyone at once dropped their conversations and stood attentive to the approaching figure with salutes. Where the others wore uniforms military in origin, the man was dressed in commo

“...millions, as cities try to rebuild from the wreckage. Countries are still in disarray as infrastructure continues to collapse from a combination of a largely missing workforce and a baffled and uninformed public... I'm receiving word now that the President of the United States is going to be holding an emergency press conference, and that all channels will temporarily be transmitting this signal alone. We go now to the incoming live feed.” [...] “Good evening, men and women around the world, this is President Augustus, of the United States. As of 1300 hours GMT, I have been assigned emergency status as earth's highest aut

[Begin transmission interruption] “Brothers and sisters! Children of the earth! Listen to my words, and take heed! This is not the imperial 'Terra Guard' who wishes to extend their tyranny beyond the reaches of your home world! This is not the elitist 'HaloTech' who both promises a brighter future for mother earth while bombarding her with weapons beyond comprehension! We are outcasts shunned from the home world; we are believers in freedom as the government wishes an iron fist; we are the Unified Soldiers for Reclamation Party, and we are a party made for the people by the people based solely on the most important principle: freedom.

One in the morn and I can't sleep, though I get up in just five hours. I think of her and warmth runs deep, I ask for help from higher powers. Her image frozen on the screen Is what I hope for in my dreams, Though my mind should animate That picture of a wondrous date. Because in that shot she's not alone, My arms give her a loving home And I know not what price I'd pay To enjoy again that day. Tampa's malls, a little far, But happilly I traveled in my car, Friends packed in and we all pine To see this wondrous girl of mine. (Though mine she's not, I suppose, We love each other, I can disclose.) I see her coming within the sto

The sun rises on another day and strikes the solemn gray walls of the distant keep. The stone gives no thanks to the sun for the given light, not does a new life stir within. The keep stands as still as ever, quietly yet restfully fulfilling its purpose: guarding the labyrinthine  nightmare that lurks in the mountain against which the keep is built. Those dank dungeons within bristle with life, or in some cases, dark twisted mockeries of life. No adventurer, hero, or champion has successfully plumbed its depths, yet the dungeon has happily claimed more than a fair share of said men. A clenched fist struck the steeple wall. It was a

On the first day of FCAT my teachers gave to me: an FCAT calculator On the second day of FCAT my teachers gave to me: #2 pencils, and an FCAT calculator On the third day of FCAT my teachers gave to me: three test books, #2 pencils, and an FCAT calculator On the fourth day of FCAT my teachers gave to me: four short responses, three test books, #2 pencils, and an FCAT calculator On the fifth day of FCAT my teachers gave to me: five erasers, four short responses, three test books, #2 pencils, and an FCAT calculator On the sixth day of FCAT my teachers gave to me: six months of practice, five erasers, four short responses, three test books,