She pulled on her bonds, but to no avail, the ropes held fast, as did the branches to which they were secured. Thick, sturdy branches, rooted deep into the earth. “Release me” It was a prayer, a desperate plea to God, to gods, to the mother goddess or any other deity whose … Continue reading Release Me
I thought the idea of aliens lurking in cornfields was terrifying. This might be worse, though.
The thought of an impending bitching is chilling enough, no need to be wandering outdoors half-dressed.
Sometimes, when particular personalities are involved, asking suck questions really can prolong a trip.
It is often said that there is no such thing as a stupid question. I'd beg to differ- I've seen enough contrary souls take that proclamation as something of a challenge. Regardless, there are some questions to which the answer is so obvious it is hardly worth the breath to ask them.