The Star People

The petroglyphs told the story of an unusual event. The elders had pasted the figures on to every generation. The stars held the past. The Star people would provide a start to their world. The promise of return was not all the good things as seen on tv. Fire what they hid out of the reach of man until that knowledge could be respected.

Beneath picture rock, the newly anointed Logan Cochise Wallace sits wafting the smoke of his smudge stick. The figures from days past captures his concentration. His first attempt at a vision quest. The lack of training compensated by reading and watching everything he could find on the Star People. Make like his sage and cedar smoke, it make a poor imitation of traditional ways.

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Logan feels the resonance of the desert. He follows the wishes of his grandfather. The Elder’s blessing for his trip to the Blythe Intaglios is a must. The new moon will provide him with best view of their return. The Star people come at certain astrological times says the legend.

The Elder Joseph tells “Young man, dress warm. The sky and darkness steal the desert’s heat quickly.” He collects a fee and lets Logan pass.

The Sun crawls behind the mountains. The vast dessert plain grows as the light shrinks into the darkness. A strange light hovers on the horizon…. it stares coldly back at Logan. It seems to grow very slightly. Its light becoming more intense.

Birthday Flights of Fancy

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Delphine always wanted to pilot her father’s plane and when he forgot his keys on her tenth birthday, she knew that taking off would be easy. The way to the field would be a problem.  But it was her chance to fly.  Her little princess bike would take an half hour to get there.

Dad left to get something.   So she had to hurry.  It will be so neat.  She’s a big girl, now.
Three streets away she meets up with Paula. 

“I’m going to fly my dad’s plane.   You want to come.   You have to be like an adult.   They’re serious at the field.   We can’t ride every ppb the side.  I’ll show you.” Delphine explains her plan.

“I’m afraid of heights! You won’t get me in a plane!  They won’t let you in anyway.   Your still a kid, until your like 16.”  Paula is dismissing the whole thing.

“Fine, I’ll wave to you as I fly over your house. I’m going! ”

Byers Field is a long street away.   Delphine pushes her bike uphill.   Her mission is almost complete.   Only the gate is in her way!

“Hello, little girl!” Reggie, Security man greets her.

“My dad is waiting for me!  He’s gonna fly me for my birthday, Reggie.  I’ll get to pilot it, too.  He said so.”  Delphine knows he’ll let her go.

“Darling, your daddy is right over there.  Have fun!”  Reggie points out the family car.

“Daddy!” She yells.  “You forgot the keys! “

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Delphine always wanted to pilot her father’s plane and when he forgot his keys on her tenth birthday, she knew that taking off would be easy. The way to the field would be a problem.  But it was her chance to fly.  Her little princess bike would take an half hour to get there.

Dad left to get something.   So she had to hurry.  It will be so neat.  She’s a big girl, now.
Three streets away she meets up with Paula. 

“I’m going to fly my dad’s plane.   You want to come.   You have to be like an adult.   They’re serious at the field.   We can’t ride every ppb the side.  I’ll show you.” Delphine explains her plan.

“I’m afraid of heights! You won’t get me in a plane!  They won’t let you in anyway.   Your still a kid, until your like 16.”  Paula is dismissing the whole thing.

“Fine, I’ll wave to you as I fly over your house. I’m going! ”

Byers Field is a long street away.   Delphine pushes her bike uphill.   Her mission is almost complete.   Only the gate is in her way!

“Hello, little girl!” Reggie, Security man greets her.

“My dad is waiting for me!  He’s gonna fly me for my birthday, Reggie.  I’ll get to pilot it, too.  He said so.”  Delphine knows he’ll let her go.

“Darling, your daddy is right over there.  Have fun!”  Reggie points out the family car.

“Daddy!” She yells.  “You forgot the keys! “

The Mee-Mah

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The barista shook his head. That hedge couldn’t have moved closer overnight. Could it?  The pace of the new store, yeah.  That’s it.  Looking out the window is a break not taken much.  But it did seem that gate was closer then the hedge family.  And the ball thing, just don’t make sense.

“You seem lost outside, Brad.  What do you see?” Hahn looking for what is so interesting.

“I keep thinking the hedge was further back.  I going crazy.  Maybe too much caffeine.” Laughing it off, Brad looks away.

“The Mee-Mah.  They are miniature people.  They built the lava rock walls that hold back the ocean.  The open the lava tubes to left water flow.  The tree at the top of the cliff, they plant them.  They move things.  Sometimes to mess with the non believers.  Sometimes to send a message.  Maybe the store is what got moved.  You don’t mess with what you don’t know.”

Blue House

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The Mayor and the town manager waved as their next victim approached. Summertime was prime time. The sleepy town of Blue House was alive with tourist after tourist. All Charlie and Richie had to do is wait.

Across the street, Charlie’s sister ran a dinner called the Blue Bell. The beverage store was Richmond’s brother’s. The day was waiting fur a tourist to park abd walk somewhere else. Richie would tow it to Charlie’s impound lot. $200 cash each time.

“Charlie I’m calling Ohio. I’ll put a fifty on it. Where you taking?”

“Tennessee. … I’ll take Tennessee.”

They spin the top of a couple long necks and wait. One beer turns to six.

“Hell, we’ve been here half the day. We ain’t never getting any cash today. Why don’t we just take that one on the end” Richie pointing out a red car.

“Nah, as Mayor, ya know I can’t do that. Besides it from Ohio. You ain’t cheatin me out of a fifty that easy. ”

“Wait, that green one. They’re walking behind the building. Give em another minute and they’re cars hooked. Just like flys on shit.”

Richie runs high tailing towing it away. They’re missing money today.

When Governor Perkins found his prize restored Impaled gone. The would be hell to pay!

Y’all ain’t from around ere?

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US221 winds it’s way through the hills of North Carolina.  A wood sign nailed to telephone pole reads “real mountain jely  honey right from the bee”.  The bright yellow and hand painted display couldn’t be more obvious.

Until you clear the next bend. .. a giant red barn, each crossbeam painted white. It could actually glow. In front of its open barn door, every whirl-i-gig design from lumberjack sawing log to donkey kicking farmer in butt. Fish kites swim in the breezes. The word s Jam and Jelly line the street advertising fruit flavors.

Jessica tells Randy “oh look at that. We need to stop there.”

Randy groans a “ah uh” . He knows the drill. “Oh wait! For 50 cents, I can be first in the family to see Tennessee. They have a fire tower!” Sarcasm fills the car.

Meeting them at the car. In coveralls with no t-shirt and straw hat, the name tag says Bill Bob. “Y’all need any thing, just haller Bill Bob” old guy laughs and moves on.

With an outhouse birdhouse and beer can wind chime in hand, Jessica goes to check out.

Bill Bob rings her up. His accent is gone. More Jersey now.

Randy looks at him smiling says “Y’all ain’t from around ere, now is ya?”

“Tourists love it”

Monday Finish the Story – Orb

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At first, it looked like an ordinary marble, but it was far from it. Several years ago, it’s journey started a mile away. Parched sand hills surrendered the orb from its clutches. The energy it carried blazed a small almost invisible path. Cutting the earth as the earth in turn polished and rounded the orb.

Nigel had known the area. A prospector’s mind follows the wind, the rivers and streams.

“Never do the work if mother nature will do it for ya. My little pretty what are you?!” Reaching out his arm. “Oh, A bite have you.”

Nigel drops the orb and shakes his hand to release the mild shock. “I got the thing right here. Wrap you in water skin rubber. Ain’t no shock there.”

He picked it up and looked through the round orb. It was crackled piece of work. But the biggest diamond Nairobi even seen. Nigel would no longer be “No Nickel DeBeers”.

Monday finish the story- Zeus the drone

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Zeus was not having a good day and he made sure everyone knew it. The newest deterrent wasn’t working right. The drone kept flying to far from target. Zeus was closer to Mt Olympus then the perpetrator. A successful strike meant millions and we would all sleep safer. That’s the plan.

Randy and Gavin had been through give trial runs. Gavin was the test subject. Zeus’s radio control would bring him in behind him. Lunch tazer bolts from the air. No-one sees or hears it. Criminal down. Officer no longer gives chase. Win – win.

Randy looks at Gavin “Do you think the wind is the problem?” Some engineers never make it outside. But neither do the persons that purchase new toys. Win-win.

Miners Hill

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 The only residents remaining in the small town of Miners Hill are spirits.  At it’s peak, there was a dozen new spirits added daily.  Thirty bars, eight working mines, hundred claims, and one lawman made for plenty of action. Most of it bad.   Fortunes were dreamed of and stolen shortly after they were found.

Sammy stands outside the mill. The tailings from the ore stands twenty feet tall. The place is like a time capsule. Looking at the ridge above is his destination. The weathered map shows the way.

The cross beams block the entrance. Sammy moves right by him. Seven flashlights, two packs, and two unseen companions enter the old mine. The floor is coated in silver dust and pebbles of ore. He’ll make a thousand or two today. His pick strikes the wall. A mass bowling ball size falls to floor. It’s white crystal with a silver vein as wide as his fist.

A quick chill rubs through him. The flashlight dims. The ceiling groans. Behind him something stirs.

“Claim jumpers die”

Ceiling gives way before he sees where those words came from.

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There’s a Hole at the Bottom of the Ocean

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The crew of the Angel Flame received orders to head out. There’s a hole at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean. Their mission to verify the satellite data. Confirmation could have have serious ramifications.

The crew was sworn to secrecy. Twelve men who never met, half military. The night they arrived, the captain showed two engineers a satellite image. It was a prefect oval, estimated 1500 feet high by 500 feet wide. Details were sketchy, but shape was clear. No-one doubted it was a passage way. But it was two miles beneath the sea.

The physicist looked on. “We simply don’t have the technology. Anyone who would… well. . Did you see any high level emissions before or since we arrived?”

“They rise and drop. The sonar shows a solid rock wall and then an opening.” Capitan slowly
Robotic probe is dispatched. It sends back pictures of a grand cavern. Deep inside is a soft blue light. But no details show on the screen. The probe enters the cavern and goes dark.

A low hum fills the sub. The black ocean fills with blue light. First contact comes quickly. Before them floats a wedge shaped craft. Both crews are very surprised.