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Fri Aug 13 15:35:12 2021
Date: Fri, 13 Aug 2021 15:27:38 -0400
From: "Rita Ryan" <rita_ryan@centralamericagrapevine.com>
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<!--It all started normal. Every day of every week, the same. Month after m=
onth, year after year. The same. It happened fast. The day the rhythm stopp=
ed, and his life was changed forever. He was walking. His mind clouded with=
the events of the day. All the same. He checked his watch. It was the same=
watch he had bought ten years ago. The day he got the job. An ordinary job=
Lots of papers, lots of work. Never changing. The job paid well, just eno=
ugh to pay the bills and feed him. He didn?t own a car. He didn?t need one.=
He walked everywhere, every day. To work, to home, to the grocers down the=
street. There was no stop. He couldn?t stop. He knew he would get home eve=
ntually, he just had to keep going. His favorite part of the day was walkin=
g past the park. The birds, chirping a tune to the sky. The trees, swaying =
like dancers on a stage. And the children, running and yelling and playing.=
But something was wrong, something was different. He stopped, nothing was =
ever different. The ground was shaking, dust rising off the ground. The bir=
ds took flight, their song no longer beautiful. The trees were shaking, the=
ir leaves falling from their strong branches. And the children were screami=
ng. The ground cracked as the machine rose from the earth. The hand of a co=
rpse, rising from its grave. The man yelled and dove behind a bench, shield=
ing himself. A boom sounded from below him as a gas pipe exploded. Heat was=
hed over him and smoke burned his eyes. His ears were ringing. Something wa=
s falling, and he looked up. A giant slide was tipping over, right towards =
him. He yelled as it crashed on top of him, stopping him from moving. He wa=
s stuck, and he could feel his wrist break. In front of him, the dust clear=
ed and he could see the park, his escape, right in front of him. Sitting th=
ere, its engine giving off and electric hum, was the machine. The man stare=
d at it. A large drill was attached to its front, meant for tearing through=
the ground. It reminded the man of the monsters and beasts he would read a=
bout when he was small. The always scarred him, but nothing compared to the=
fear he was feeling now. What kind of monster is this? He thought. Somethi=
ng was flying through the sky above him. No- not something - someone. The g=
irl is flying. He thought. He stared at her as she glided through the air. =
Like and angel. He frowned. Am I dead?
She landed on top of the beast-like machine. Wings protruded out of her sho=
ulders, stretching into the sky. Blue eyes stared down at the beast, scanni=
ng it. Her hair red hair flowed down her back like a river. Like blood. The=
man thought. A river of blood. The red hair woman laid a hand down on the =
machine. For a few seconds, everything was quiet. Even the trees seemed to =
be holding their breath. The man watched in awe as the metal beneath the wo=
man?s hands seemed to melt away. After a couple minutes, the whole roof had=
been disintegrated to no more than a heap of red-hot steel. The red hair w=
oman wiped her hands on her pants and jumped down through the whole, into t=
he beast. The man heard the sounds of a fight coming from the machine. He c=
ould hear the yells of pain as bullets tore through skin, as bones were bro=
ken. The man closed his eyes. How he wished for his simple life now. He wou=
ld be home by now, if his life were the same. Preparing for tomorrow, the s=
ame, never changing. Instead, he was trapped under a slide hoping that the =
fight down below never came up to the surface. The man heard the noises sto=
p. But that doesn?t mean they wont come back. His mind whispered. You could=
still be next. The beast lurched as the woman soared out of it, her red ha=
ir trailing behind her. She looked around, scanning the park with her brigh=
t blue eyes. The man was frozen in place. His mind was racing, sprinting th=
rough all the things that could happen to him. He couldn?t stand to think a=
bout what the red-haired woman could do to him. She seemed to find what she=
was looking for. Her eyes locked onto it. She started walking towards it. =
Her pace quickened with every step. The man could see the flame in her eyes=
The worst thing was, the thing she was looking for, was him. ?Are you alr=
ight?? She asked him, reaching for his hand. ?Yes.? He said, grabbing it. H=
e was in shock after watching the woman melt the slide above him, only to a=
sk if he was okay. Her hand burned. He could feel blisters sprouting over h=
is skin. ?Sorry.? She said, blushing. He said nothing. He tried to say ?tha=
nks? but ?what just happened?? came out instead. She laughed. It was a pret=
ty laugh, unique. Without answering, she beat her wings and took off into t=
he sky. The man watched her fly off until she was no more than a speck in t=
he sky. It took the rest of the night for the event to sink in. The man had=
saw a flying lady, and a giant drill-car and nearly died. It felt like a d=
ream. Something must have hit him in the head, because the next day, he qui=
t his job. He took a different root home from work, too. And a week later, =
he adopted a child. They went to the park every day. The man?s story is sho=
rt, for he was no more than a prop in something bigger than himself. But it=
meant all the same to him. Something changed in the man that day. He could=
have died. He decided he was going to live his life to the fullest, and be=
what he could never be before. Different.-->
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hing Beauty</em>, and the enormous one called<em> Sugar Moon</em>. I h=
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and stuffed it in. </span></p>=20
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this should be great too. However, I made a big mistake. I decided not to =
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p;</em>onto my hair. At first, nothing happened. But then, the awful smelli=
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ck. However, the spell had made the moon entirely made of sugar, which made=
the moon soft and powdery. The moon lost it?s anti-gravity and started to =
fall. Then, a beautiful woman arose from the powdery moon.</span></p>=20
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em>!? Suddenly, my world went blind. A little later?</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">?AAH! WHAT? HOW COME I CAN SEE THROUG=
H--? She interrupted. ?My eyes?? she guessed. ?Yes,? I replied, calming dow=
n. ?How come?? She smiled. ?The words <em>Asijidisha</em> aren?t =
just anything random. It?s a spell for someone to see through your own eyes=
I want to teach you how dangerous the twelve witches are. Come along.? Sh=
e snapped, and I started to float. I saw a cloud castle in the front and sm=
iled. All of a sudden, ?OUCH!? I bumped into a tree. ?Oops, sorry,? the wom=
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out you come in front of me?? I nodded, and soared towards her. When I was =
in front of her, I gasped in shock. ?Wow! I can see myself? amazing!? Then,=
we passed the golden gates. The cloudy door opened gradually and out stepp=
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<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">?Naraja?? my new friend exclaimed in =
surprise and horror. ?Long time no see, dear Lunaria.? Naraja was a witch, =
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s. One time she turned one of her minions into dust. I shuddered at the nas=
ty thought. Lunaria straightened up and huffed. ?What are you doing here?? =
Naraja cackled ferociously. ?My fellow twelve witches and I left our buildi=
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er here was chosen, and I knew, I just knew, that she would toy with our pr=
ecious potions. I made sure she tried <em>Crocodile Crisis</em> a=
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would have enough time to entirely destroy the wonderful yet horrid city o=
f Luna!? Cackling in triumph, lightning sprayed everywhere from the tip of =
her fingers. </span></p>=20
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nto this trick. However, it seemed impossible. <em>It?s not real. It?s=
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es. Luna City was still being destroyed. And my arm was throbbing with a re=
d pinch mark. <em>Oh, great,</em> I sighed. <em>What on Eart=
h is happening?</em> There?s absolutely no way this thing can be fixed=
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g time no see, dear Lunaria.? Naraja was a witch, I was certain, and one of=
the universe?s most powerful of the twelve witches. One time she turned on=
e of her minions into dust. I shuddered at the nasty thought. Lunaria strai=
ghtened up and huffed. ?What are you doing here?? Naraja cackled ferociousl=
y. ?My fellow twelve witches and I left our building on p</a>urpose and set=
a spell to send one of the humans there. This girl over here was chosen, a=
nd I knew, I just knew, that she would toy with our precious potions. I mad=
e sure she tried <em>Crocodile Crisis</em> and <em>Blushing =
Beauty</em> before <em>Sugar Moon</em>, so I would have enough ti=
me to entirely destroy the wonderful yet horrid city of Luna!? Cackling in =
triumph, lightning sprayed everywhere from the tip of her fingers. </s=
pan></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">I was furious at myself for falling =
into this trick. However, it seemed impossible. <em>It?s not real. It?=
s just a dream. If I could just wake up,</em> I thought to myself. The=
n, I pinched myself really hard and locked my eyes tightly. When I slowly o=
pened my eyes, I was still floating. I w<a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=
=3D"http://www.centralamericagrapevine.com/politically-encoding/1204R2395e8DP610z48b9g852T40Vhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47LQsonSQ7B_R10ko6aA1jsv">as still seeing through Lunaria?s eyes. Luna City was still=
being destroyed. And my arm was throbbing with a red pinch mark. <em>=
Oh, great,</em> I sighed. <em>What on Earth is happening?</em>&nb=
sp;There?s absolutely no way this thing can be fixed.</a></span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D=
"http://www.centralamericagrapevine.com/politically-encoding/1204R2395e8DP610z48b9g852T40Vhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47LQsonSQ7B_R10ko6aA1jsv">All of a sudden, Lunaria started shouting, ?Wake up, dear. The=
bus is leaving!? I fell backwards in surprise. ?Huh? What bus?? In a blink=
of an eye, I was in my bed, with my pajamas on, and my mom shaking me hurr=
iedly. I smiled. ?I?ll go dress, Mom,? My mother shook her head. ?What was =
keeping you?? </a></span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D=
"http://www.centralamericagrapevine.com/politically-encoding/1204R2395e8DP610z48b9g852T40Vhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47LQsonSQ7B_R10ko6aA1jsv">?Oh, I was in a battle.?</a></span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">?Huh? What battle??</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">?You know??</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">?What? Can you be more specific, dar=
ling??</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">I smiled mysteriously and didn?t res=
pond.</span></p>=20
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