“Jerry walked up to a tall tree, an oak I think. It must have been ten or fifteen blocks high. Jerry started punching the base of it with his bare hands. The wooden block started splintering into small brown particles.… — Mark Mulle Copy Share Image
“had been happily minding my own business when David had to come over and ruin it. Okay, maybe that sounds a bit harsh. But… — Mark Mulle Copy Share Image
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“James, who had gone pale white at the realization, quietly interjected. "No, we see them all the time. At night. When it is dark,… — Mark Mulle Copy Share Image
“said, taking all our Emeralds and draining the energy from them. The energy from the Emeralds spread throughout the whole village and we could… — Mark Mulle Copy Share Image
“I have always wanted to record my daily life and personal thoughts, but I didn’t have the chance because the Priest never let me… — Mark Mulle Copy Share Image
“going to blow up as soon as they see us.” “Right so we’ll just have to change their minds.” “I guess so.” We walked… — Mark Mulle Copy Share Image
