Chapter 2: Brandon

I woke up to the rattling sounds of the torrential rains hitting the cheap tin plated roof of my apartment in a converted cotton warehouse. I live in a poorer neighborhood in southern Beijing and actually safer than most. Most old areas like this are full of poor people and a lot of the elderly and kids. You can be perfectly safe as long as you look poor too and tough enough not to look like a mark. Most importantly get to know the locals.

Dandy was getting ready to go to Atlantis through the Stargate. As the team went through there was a power surge, then the gate went dead. Dandy was thrown on a planet 2 billion light-years from her original destination and 500 years into the future, but she did not know about the temporal time difference at the time. Dandy looked around and saw a decimated landscape like a war just happened. She tried to contact her team but no answer. She also tried to contact Stargate command but no luck there.

A serial tale of a hero/ine whose Manifestation offers hope to an entire mythical species, and gives promise to many awakenings in a sleeping world very much like our own.

Schism
By~Flashdance (my user-name on MORFS site)/ G.K.S

Aint found a way to kill me yet
Eyes burn with stinging sweat
Seems every path leads me to nowhere
The bullets scream to me from somewhere
Here they come to snuff the rooster
Yeah here come the rooster, yeah
You know he aint gonna die
No, no, no, ya know he aint gonna die
My buddys breathin his dyin breath
Oh God please won't you help me make it through

--August 30th, 2048 A.D–

A serial tale of a hero/ine whose Manifestation offers hope to an entire mythical species, and gives promise to many awakenings in a sleeping world very much like our own.

A RELUCTANT SPIRIT

By Ingrid Halb

In which we introduce a three-foot tall magical being that enables wishes that should not be made. And Jack, who thinks he's smart enough to make wishes that can't go wrong. Revised and rewritten here for your appraisal, with a slightly re-written ending.

The first month went by without incident. My brother Charles had been sent to a boys detention center til he turned eighteen at the least. My mother had seemed to the resign herself to his fate, knowing it wouldn't really change him.

Part 25

Blessed Hearts Series

Sandy's Romance Part Two Discouraged   by Andrea Lena DiMaggio for my dear sweet sister Alison   Let's talk this over It's not like we're dead Was it something I did? Was it something You said? Don't leave me hanging In a city so dead Held up so high On such a breakable thread

“Marcel Jean Pevour”