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Solomen: The Book of Pebbles | 29. The Letter (opens the original)
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The LetterText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedDear Bria, Tiana, and Shayna, I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. You probably came looking for me. I am not here. I went away to look for Frocks. You probably sad that I am gone. You probably feel like everyone leaves. I get it. I know what that feels like. It makes me mad and cold and stubborn to not ever trust anyone. But I want to tell you something that no one ever told me. This is life. Bu
Solomen: The Book of Pebbles | 28. The Guardian at the Gate (opens the original)
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The Guardian at the GateText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedThe air is as Crisp and cool As the concrete. The darkness hovers, Thick and everywhere, But they don't know If he's friend or foe. The neighborhood Stays up late; later Than it should. But at some point, Even thugs go to bed. And then there is A short window Of pre-dawn when Everything makes peace With itself before the reset. But Pebbles is on edge. Zeke thinks he's Being paranoid. First they go t
Solomen: The Book of Pebbles | 27. Her Golden Eyes (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedPebbles opens his eyes, Pausing in his retelling Of the dream. “I think we’re headed For trouble,” He says. “You look like Frocks When you do that,” Says Zeke. “Do what?” “Open your eyes All slow like that, Like a psychic or A borracho or Something.” Pebbles smiles. Maybe he is The Oracle now, With Sheila gone. Pebbles and Zeke Had both been Sleeping-ish, Each on his own Plastic-y couch.
Solomen: The Book of Pebbles | 26. Next, The Unicorn (opens the original)
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Next, The UnicornText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedThe goblin spit in his Grimy, callused hands, Gripped the Leather bound Haft of his axe, And pulled it Out of the earth With incredible ease. “First, I cleave your staff,” He said quietly. “Then, I cleave you.” He said it wistfully. Like a love poem. Meshan readied himself. The goblin’s muscles Tensed. What would someone Have to do to get Muscle definition like that? Thoug
Solomen: The Book of Pebbles | 25. The Golden Tongue (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published A voice spoke From the darkness Between the trees: “And here you are. You must be the one That cursed Priest Sent me to find. ‘Alive,’ he said." Meshan could just Make out a slow smile In the dimness. “But he did not stay undamaged. And the details Matter, Do They Not?” Meshan held the glittering end Of his Tengin staff forward in the Fighting position. “Good, good,” said the voice. "But no need for that
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