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Grump Chapter Eleven: One and One Equal Dragon With regular school done for the day. The five have met at Peter’s to call the circle of astral projection. Time to spend three minutes holding hands here and three hours with their mentors in Between. *************************************************************** “Sam, you and I are going to spend our time together working in my garden. We will work together and talk together; get to know one another. A dragon needs s
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Grump Chapter Ten: Thru New Eyes Happy. Sam was happy. He shouldn’t be. He wasn’t sure what ‘happy’ was really. He was tempted to hoard it. Take it out now and then and… roll in it. Something horrible had happened to him. The last week had been intense. He had seen things: new things, unbelievable, incredible things. A new world just opened up and swallowed him. And like the old joke, Sam was frighten that maybe the new world would shit him out. But Sam was… smiling. Terror, th
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Grump Chapter Nine: Things Just get Stranger and Harder "Sam, I need help weeding this flower bed; when we are done we will have just enough time for a cup of tea before you need to join the others." Well what the heck, Sam thought, and got on his knees and starting pulling what he hoped were the weeds. Millicent was being civil. He could pretend civil. "What do you see when you look at me, Sam?" The dragon asked with trowel in claw. What did she need a trowel for anyway
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Grump Chapter Eight: Introductions "Impressive? That was the most blatent, crass and vulgar, common and clamorous display I have ever witnessed. It was brazen grandstanding, an absolute and utter waste of spiritual strength. A wave of the hand is all it takes to banish demons back to the Neverless. Young man you are in sore need of instruction." "Grace, the children have only just arrived, and to a shock I might add, we need to take this calmly and slowly. And when in th
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Grump Chapter Seven: Circle of Defense "So, we are all agreed. We will try the circle again. We have talked and Sally has explained what she knows of the proper procedure to follow. We will hold hands as before and travel to the 'Library'. Once there if we are still holding hands, it is okay to let go of each other. The 'Librarian' will assist each of us to locate our own special areas of interest. I don't think we should stay more than an hour this visit. Sally's has told us t
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Grump Chapter Six: Ding Dong the School Bell Nothing but grass. Tall grass in every direction. Rolling hills of uncut grass. What the heck is this? I woke up outside in a field somewhere. Now I'm just standing and staring with my mouth opened. "Peter?" I turn to find Sam standing behind me. "What kind of fucked up shit is this?" I just shake my head at him. "Peter, Sam, I'm over here." Sally called and started to walk toward us." "Hey, guys over here." Tom and Jeff we
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Grump Chapter Five: Hand in Hand "Sam, would you care to explain what happened today at the Mall?" Peter asked. They were all seated at the kitchen table. Sally to the left of Peter, Sam on his right and Tom and Jeff across the table. "Why should I explain? I don't hear you explaining. I don't hear you explaining fucking nothing." "Alright. I guess for me this all started about four years ago." "Wait a minute. Am I going to have to listen to your whole life story?
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Grump stories/7180/images/Peter.Grump.4.jpg Chapter Four: Joining After arguments about Sam's car, who was driving, who went with whom, where they were going and how long Sam's arm was going to remain in Peter's grip, the group of five made their way out of the Mall. The four rescuers were so frustrated with Sam that they all turned away from him at the same time and Sam disappeared. "What? Where did he go? How?" The four were left scanning the Mall and no Grump in sight. Peter
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Grump Chapter Three: A Visit To The Mall It was a nice room, in a nice house, in a nice neighborhood; Evermore. The residents all said it was a charmed place. It was very stable, people spent their entire lives there. If a house did go up for sale, it sold in a couple of days and at top dollar, very top dollar. Economy be damned. Sally lay stretched crossways on Peter's bed. His bed, his room, his house, even Evermore; it all belonged to her too. Peter belonged to her. And all she ha
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Grump stories/7180/images/Grump.four.jpg Chapter Two: Gauntlet Sam made his way toward the school building. His walk took him pass different groups of students in a well planned and practiced strategem. Thru trial and error, and pushed by a compulsion not to noticed, Sam had found a way to cross the front lawn each day without drawing conspicuous attention to himself. But, if anyone had the eyes to see or cared to notice or if an Icon or an assassin were present to throw a revel,
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Peter has always liked people who were "different."
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Grump Chapter One: Prologue "Peter, I still don't understand why you talk to him. No one talks to him willingly. I don't want to call him names, but still he is so... unpleasant. I...." Sally had noticed the attention Peter was giving to Sam. She was wondering why? "Sally, I just like him. I don't know why. He can be so funny and sometimes when he smiles ...." Sam had something Peter wanted, but what? "What? That grump can smile, I don't believe it and where does funny
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Buzzard's Chapter Three: Kicked in the Libido Arrow watched Jett turn and leave. Don’t even think it. So what if it is glorious. So what if your eyes were glued to it as you climbed the stairs. So what if you where following the kid earlier because of it. That butt saved the kid’s life, but you are not going to tell him that. This is a great deck. It must be twelve feet wide. He quickly measured it using his footsteps. More like fourteen feet. And it had to be twenty, no
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Buzzard's Chapter Two: The Preliminary Round Am I alright? This close to him. With those big hands on my shoulders. His face inches from mine. His breathe on my ear. Was I alright? He was smiling at me now. He was rubbing my shoulders. “Give it a second, it was a shock I’m sure, but you will be fine.” Oh god, did he just sing to me? Then he seemed to catch on and our eyes locked. His eyes were wide set and deep under a sculpted brow. This close in was like staring into a mirr
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Buzzard's Chapter One: Mister Wonderful Dear J. I saw MW today. I would like to say it was accidental. But you know the truth, don’t you. I have spent the last month telling you everything I could find out about him. And it has been three days since I saw him last. I walk down the street and hope to see him. I drive down the road and hope to pass him. I sit in Dave’s Café and watch for him with each bite I take. Last night I actually drank a second beer at Tunnel hoping
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Pride Chapter Eight: Laurel Hawk stood with his back to the room. In front of him was a large embrasure with three mullioned windows. Glass. Master Augur had taught a blacksmith the art of glass making over 250 years ago, when this tower was being constructed. Glass was still difficult to make and expensive. But it was a growing luxury trade item. That was his next interview, Master Augur. Already he had listen to six tales. During the telling Cat had sat on the window seat o
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Pride Chapter Seven: Dod Master Augur’s tower was the oldest in the Keep compound, the first tower to be built over a thousand years ago. After years of expansion it still stood isolated from the rest of the Keep. It even had it’s own wall separating it from the larger first bailey. It was a modest tower compared to the newer construction, but it still had five floors. The ground floor was of course Old Sight’s surgery, where he would heal the sick and pronounce the dead, dea
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Pride Chapter Six: First Rite Before he started, Cat opened his eyes a moment and noticed there was a picture on the ceiling, a mosaic of a woman. She was young and nude but modest in pose, her black hair blowing in the silent wind, her green eyes calling. His mother. No, couldn’t be his mother. That was impossible. Cat closed his eyes and his mind to the image. Cat laid his hand on his chest, his fingers brushing the edge of his nipple. He liked to start there most time
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Pride Chapter Five: A Private Moment Why choke my chicken? Cook would never let me choke my own chicken. She will hardly tolerate anyone in her kitchen. Not to mention the herb garden and poultry hutches. Hawk stared down at Cat who was looking at him with shock. “You don’t even know what I’m talking about do you?” Cat slapped a hand across his mouth. His eyes getting even larger. “No Cat, I don’t know. But believe me, you are going to tell me everything starting now.” Cat didn
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Pride Chapter Four: A Boy's Best Friend This is my chance, Hawk thought. You have wanted to talk about it forever. You have wanted to know what others were thinking about and if they were doing anything. So ask. Cat has an erect penis. He must know things. Maybe he knows more about this than you, he has had more exposure to the world. No one has been tiptoeing around him. I bet he knows plenty. Father has always cautioned not to presume to know more than the common man. And u
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Pride Chapter Three: Morning Prince Hawkwing did sleep well. Once he relaxed and slipped into the realm of dreams. Cat had plastered himself to Hawk’s side and at first it felt very foreign. Growing up Hawk had dogs and horses and hawks, but was never allowed to take care of any of them. He never had contemporaries, no he meant he never had a friend his own age or any age, someone he stood equal with. Someone to share things with like sleeping together and giving comfort. N
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Pride Chapter Two: Little Brother Something cold woke him up. But he forgot that for a moment. He was lying in something soft. It reminded him of the time he fell into the goose down bin. But he forgot that too. Something hurt. His backside hurt. His head hurt. His heart hurt. No don’t think of it. It didn’t happen. It’s not true. It can’t be true. “Don’t you ever wash?” Actually, accept for the bare feet, the boy was unusually clean. My little brother. Of course he ha
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Pride Chapter One: That Damn Cat Oh, God it is happening. The priest said to hold out as long as I could. But I am so beyond scared. I’ve already peed myself. How they laughed at that. I can’t believe I still have tears to shed or piss to wet myself with. No water for the last two days. Is that shit they are throwing at me now. It will be rocks soon. Just light the fire. I’m hurt and tired. And what they did to me last night. How many where there? How many times? They laughed
