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Never Trust a Flower

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Halfway through an arboretum, Robert Palmer encountered an odd looking plant around six feet tall surrounded by high grass. Its uppermost leaves were tightly clustered around what Robert guessed was a flower. Although he’d never seen anything like it before, something stirred in the back of his mind and wouldn’t let go. He shrugged and slowly started to go past the plant. At that moment its upper leaves opened up to reveal a face of sorts with dark blue eyes, no nose, but a slit of a mouth. Then it said in strongly accented English, “Hello, Mister. If you aren’t too busy would you like to go on a trip?”

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Sunset

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The dying sun sinks down over the horizon

illuminating the sky in a myriad crepuscular shades

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The Real Eternal Friday

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They decided to meet at the Chinese restaurant next door to the bowling alley, because the food there was great, and although the bowling alley hosted a league on Thursday nights and got super crowded, almost no one dined in at the restaurant.  Most of the business came from takeout orders, so the four of them could eat and talk in peace.

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The Storm

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The middle aged woman had tears in her eyes as she looked at the downed white ash tree. The 80 year old tree had dominated her family's Adirondack cabin at Sacandaga Lake for years and now it would be gone, the victim of a harsh upstate NY storm. In truth, the old tree had been diseased for years and her husband Bob had pestered Ann to have the tree cut down. But she couldn't do that.

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Blood on the Temple Pavement

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Blood was everywhere. The two young masons were attacking each other violently with hand axes, their blood splashing onto the pavement and the stone work they had been working on minutes before.  The young female sculptor and the Priest were just leaving the middle temple when they stumbled on the scene.

"Stop!" Pebble called. "Stop it at once!"

Amazingly, they paused, breathing heavily and dripping sweat.

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