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Coloring eggs outside the lines
Coloring eggs outside the lines We had the eggs. They were boiled, cooled and ready. Blank canvasses, ready for the artist’s touch. There was excitement, an egg coloring kit, and an eager egg artist. It was time to decorate some delicious food! From the look of things, we had lots of work to do. It’s…
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Pocket Wilderness Conflict Subterfuge
Pocket Wilderness Conflict Subterfuge Dan the duck blinks in surprise. He hadn’t expected anyone would be around this part of the pond. Especially not at this time of the morning. He quacks a greeting to the frog family, as he passes them on the way to the pond. He waddles for the fastest part of…
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Catching a Nimbus With a Forest
Catching a Nimbus With a Forest The clouds drift by in the distance. The distance beyond the thing. Forest wills his eyes to the clouds. Purposefully avoiding looking directly at the thing. He knows it’s talking to him. He would prefer to ignore it. However, he knows there will be no avoiding this conversation. It…
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One Cloudy Day
One Cloudy Day Albert is confiding in him. He feels grateful to be trusted and he is trying to pay close attention. He keeps losing track of what Albert is saying. This keeps happening. Something has changed but he can’t put his finger on it. But it’s okay now because it’s the flight attendant. She…
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Butterbeans – Time Passages
Butterbeans – Time passages It was easy to see why Butterbeans is so upset. The dark passageway beneath the damp earth is narrow and treacherous. Their team had been caught off guard, and now this. Alex could tell Butterbeans was feeling frustrated and worried. The wall of the passageway shimmers and wavers. Alex is stunned…
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In depth with Butterbeans
In depth with Butterbeans The tunnel is dark. However, they are not alone. Since leaving the area where the Lieutenant had been knocked unconscious, all signs of civilization had disappeared. The corridors of level 113 had given way to underground earth. Not only was this unexpected but also unlike any level they had explored before.…
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The traveling flea circus
The traveling flea circus Mr. Werlington frowns. The show has ended. The circus is quiet. There is no activity. All three rings have fallen silent. He watches the ringmaster’s office hoping to see any activity. Nothing. He leans back in his chair and rubs his eyes. He has been very busy. Furthermore, it was difficult…
