This is also two paragraphs from a short story I wrote for my local arts center.  Dear Reader, Today is the biggest day of my life; two events have occurred that arrived later than expected.  The first, I’m finally moving out of my parents’ home. I am a twenty-five year old man who has always resided at 405 CorsaPlace, Murphy Hill. It’s a medium size town, surrounded by numerous farms and rolling hills that encompassed the area – our biggest mountain was called “El Rey” which athletes and popular triathlon sport teams such as “The Husky Pac” would train on.      I’m the youngest of two, my older brother, Paton, left home to serve in the Navy at the Age of Eighteen, who later reached his ETS (End Term Of Service) and succeeded in the civilian world as a Software Engineer, just at the ripe age of thirty. So if you can see, I am a disappointment to that. My parents have always supported me though, especially my mother, who loves unconditionally and constantly seeks the light in the dark. If a stranger would come along and attempt to place any ill fortune against you, her response would simply be kindness and joyfulness in return.

This is also another piece from a story that I have written. The lighting soon turned green, sparks of animals were drawn into the sky, from Bears to moose and Salmon, changing colors like it were an Aurora. The air grew warmer, the Inlet waters suddenly became still, silence dawned upon the surface, and then the oxygen disappeared. Jeremus and Hendrik began to grasp for breath, Hendrik took a glance at his son as he feared that this was the end of them, but it wasn’t.       The sky exploded once more, yet there was no wind or violence, just a calming glow in the darkness. From it drew a shape, a green fiery phantom, which seemed to cover the whole of Saarmiut, a gentle sparkle of lighting coming from the ends of it, before darkness began to create a shape of its own. It soon dawned onto Hendrik that this is not the end of the world, but simply a portal, rushed you might say, for one to fall through.