The Angel of Haven

by

Rodford Edmiston

Part One

Malak walked around the grounds of the clinic slowly, in a deeply contemplative mood, as well as simply enjoying the weather and scenery. Normally, Aaron kept his wings in unless "on the job" or actually flying. However, he was usually in his alternate form when at the clinic, even for a quick visit. He was essentially on the job whenever here, actually, since both staff and patients were reassured by having someone with an angelic appearance being around.

Summer With Em - Chapter 21

By Julie D Cole

Our dinner snack was uneventful with fairly meaningless chatter most of the time to allow Bec’s to calm down without any need for further explanation. She was clearly Em’s girlfriend and my boss at the same time. Right now she seemed vulnerable rather than the assured and confident Manager who had interviewed me.

[4:30pm in a City of London Dealing room]

“Coming for a drink Bill?” asked one of the Dealers to another.
“It is Friday and we’ve had a very good week plus it is Henley finals weekend. A bunch of us have wangled passes into the Leander tent. Lots of lovely fillies on show. There’s one with your name on it if you want it.” He added.

“A filly or a pass?” asked a half interested Bill who was gazing out of the office window at the river Thames and Tower Bridge.

“Both if you have a mind…”

“Sorry Tony, I would love to but I’ve been summoned,” replied Bill with a sigh.

“Summoned? I guess it’s not to court as it is Friday. Parents?”

“Nah. My parents are probably somewhere in the Pacific on their boat. The summoner is my Godfather.”

 

Mand was hopping from foot to foot to stave off the early morning chill – I told her to put some trackies on, the sun yet to descend into the valley with its warming effect.

Kidnapped and then rescued by the world’s most feared supervillain, David begins learning of some of his family’s secrets as they attempt to find their way home.

Tom made a stupid bet with a one time friend who turned bad. He could not lose, but he did. Now he is facing a transition to female in order to save his wife and his life. This happy heterosexual man has a long challenge ahead. The story is set in England and written in UK English. My apologies to US friends.

'The first spirits officially appeared in February 1946, near Hiroshima, Japan, when several US Servicemen were Bonded. An investigation by the US Army soon revealed hundreds of Japanese citizens, mostly centred around Hiroshima and Nagasaki had also Bonded with low level spirits. A similar investigation near Alamogordo, New Mexico, found similar results, albeit on a smaller scale.'

This is a poem I just came up with.It does not have any meaning because I was trying out my calligraphy set so here it goes:

" I walked though I see not
I drink though I thirst
I eat though I hunger
I fight though I lose
I give though I do not take
For the world has given up on me
For the world does not understand me
So should I give up on the world
Because I do not understand it?"

Please comment and say what you do and do not like this poem

The members of a certain new training team are back, and this time, there are some shenanigans going on around campus.

http://whateleyacademy.net/index.php

Anniversary Check-up

Here is my celebration for 10 years on this site. Its dedicated to Talia who was a big help in getting it done.

You learn something new every day, or so they say.

Boy that was true for me on the 10th anniversary of my arrival at Big Closet.

It started with me waking up and realizing I wasnt in my bed.

Mike was asked to cover a shift by a knowing friend on their birthday. Because the scheduling boss made an incorrect assumption, he ended up being something he could only dream of.

The same accident that caused the loss of his leg at age six also stimulated the latent genetics that ran in his family to trigger a mutation. Although becoming one of the ‘exo-humans’ the government monitored would prove to be the least of his worries once he stumbled upon his family’s secret.

Jane took the offered towel from Katherine and smiled as he tried to clear some of the icings away from his face, fingers and from the front of his dress. Josephine helped by bringing out a wet rag that was used to get most of the remaining icing and a little from his dress. Susan, once she finished laughing guided Jane over to the table where the presents where kept, while she darted into the kitchen to fetch a broom and a dustpan. She started to clean up the mess while Josephine handed out the gifts.

My name is...well actually I should say I was born with the name of Trevor Marks. I know not the best, but then again not the worst. My mother Louise Marks is, I should say was, of mennonite/hudderite background. I have never met my grandparents.

To explain that, you have understand my mother a bit. When she was young she fell in love with the idea of teaching, in a school, that was not in the "community". She left with my father, who I have never met nor know his name, and after going to a "heathen" university for her degree, took up teaching.

You could almost cut the tension in the room with a butter knife. The last hour and a half had been the most intense, soul-crushing, mind-numbing one of my life. Once I had arrived, I had found myself surrounded by nurses and more than a few doctors. The doctors and nurses wasted no time in rushing me back to the exam rooms. And they wasted no time in drawing blood, X-Ray’s were ordered and they finally poked an IV tube in my arm. And they started me on drips. I don’t really know, once the IV was put in, everything became quite sluggish.

Mike was asked to cover a shift by a knowing friend on their birthday. Because the scheduling boss made an incorrect assumption, he ended up being something he could only dream of.

Champery was built on the lower southern slopes of the mountain Croiz de Culet. Corvo University and the main location of Corvus Scriptorium were located in Champery. Their shared library was overfilled so they used small black powder to excavate tunnels into the mountain to use as library stacks.

Blake enlists the help of his mom and sisters in becoming one of Angie's girls.