Everyone at the table was distracted. Ella was checking that her pencilled eyebrows were even, Telltale was checking his messages, and Buzzbe was sniffing himself. A sudden, thunderous crack made the table jump and lifted the pens, phones, books, and Telltales typewriter clear into the air.
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Planning for the Winter Formal
The night was clear. The stars shone and could even be seen through the light pollution of Mythic City. But that meant it was also cold and the frost crunched under foot as he stepped up to the ledge. He was contemplating how the street lamps illuminated the street far below – uninhabited islands in a stormy sea. A cutting winter wind picked up. He didn’t like how it pushed him toward the precipice. ”Ironic,” he thought. Continue reading Planning for the Winter Formal
Onxy Organization
The meeting occurred on a Tuesday night. Once a night for cheap movies at the cinema, the DVD revolution and an exorbitant flat rate for the big screen kept people at home. Monday was the start of the week and many needed the comfort of a relaxing drink to take the edge off that first day. Wednesday was hump day and a popular night for meetings – so the hall had been already booked. Thursday, of course, was the downhill slope into the weekend and popular for Ladies’ Nights and themed parties as a warm-up for Friday. Tuesday was the forgotten evening and, now, domain of the Onyx Court.
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