Raining again (Southpaw chapter 2)

{_This is part 2 of the Southpaw saga. Part 1 was simply titled "Southpaw," and it's okay if you didn't read it. All you need to know is that Jack is a wolf, and Connor (Southpaw) is a Dalmatian. In part 1, they took a shower together and became...

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A gift from my village (1st variation) {imagining change}

The path running up the hill had been fairly steep, so I was winded by the time I got to the top. Waiting for me, at the top of that steep hill, was a small bench. This was the point of no return, I knew. I paused for a moment, getting my breath back,...

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Nothing Else Matters chapter 7

Chapter 7: The Chariot It was, I think, about an hour or so before noon, and there were a few clouds in the sky. The air felt like either humidity or rain (or both) was on the way, and the June day was quickly turning quite warm. As we walked, I...

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Nothing Else Matters chapter 9

Chapter 9: The Hermit One day in July, the four of us started to feel a little cooped up. Cabin fever, in other words. When I was in the army, one of my commanding officers called it cabin fever. There were times when our unit would go into...

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Nothing Else Matters chapter 5

Chapter 5: The Hierophant Nine of us had set out in a group, for the swimming pool. It would take about ten minutes to walk there. The city streets, of course, weren’t very safe - and night was coming soon. Without electricity, there were no...

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Nothing Else Matters chapter 6

Chapter 6: The Lovers May became June. Every other day, Rex and I would go to the place where Gunnar was squatting. We’d swim a few laps in the pool, and we’d splash around, and both of us would take a shower. We were grateful for the hot water...

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Nothing Else Matters chapter 4

Chapter 4: The Emperor The former art gallery had been empty for some time. It was a squat, one-story place. The interior had originally been one big, open area. The owners of the gallery, however, had put up a few temporary walls, to create...

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Nothing Else Matters chapter 8

Chapter 8: Strength “Well,” I said, looking around the room. “This is it.” “This ain’t bad,” Gunnar said. He, too, was looking at everything. “You made it sound like it was smaller.” “Yeah? There’s a joke in there, somewhere.” “Something about...

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Interlude: On "guard duty" (Southpaw chapter 3)

It was a few hours past midnight, and the night sky was cloudy - so cloudy, there was no sign at all of the moon and the stars. There was a faint chill in the air, and Southpaw the Dalmatian had wrapped himself up tight in his blanket. His sword lay in...

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Nothing Else Matters chapter 11

Chapter 11: Justice I was starting to fall asleep, when Gunnar tapped me on the shoulder, gently. “Rex and I are going out, for a second, for some air,” he said, quietly. “Want to come with us?” “We’re not going far,” Rex said. “Just outside the...

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Nothing Else Matters chapter 10

Chapter 10: Wheel of Fortune We finished our beers, and then we found ourselves at a crossroads. “Another round?” Gunnar asked. He didn’t need to. From our expressions, it was obvious that both Ario and I wanted another round. We were enjoying...

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Nothing Else Matters chapter 13

Chapter 13: Death Julia arrived just before noon. Even though the temperature outside was (probably) at least ninety degrees, the slender Greyhound wore a billowy, sleeveless vest on top of her white t-shirt. From her backpack, she brought out a...

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