School is the place where the young boys and girls of Arcadia can go to learn, further themselves and brighten their futures. Within the safety and confines of the school, …
Wiley’s Race
I used to have a friend named Wiley, and we’d been like peas and carrots since we could walk. And boy did we like to race! I always won, though. …
The Artist
Now there was an Artist whose name is forgotten to time. He came before the Preacher, melodically waxing poetic about his quandary. All throughout Arcadia, his art sold for thousands …
Addicts
Like mose kids, I used to enjoy chowin’ down my fair share o’ sweets. Every evenin’, after school, me an’ my homies would swing by the local candy store an’ …
Music Box
I see a box. Adorned with an ornate design, splendid and proudly it sits atop a child’s dresser. The child opens the lid of the box, and a beautiful song …
Dragon’s Lair
“My grandfather used to tell me a story.” “The story of three men. Some of the baddest warriors of the land.” “Enlisted by their king to venture into the depths …
Stubs
There’s certain things that make you think of goin’ to see the doctor. Sterile rooms, lined with people coughin’ quietly into their hands so people don’t think they’re contagious. A …
Wolf
While a wolf has countless positive traits devoted to it, there is one that is universally shared. It’s not the physical traits that the world sees. No, the universal truth …
Unlocked.
Journalists love a good mystery. It’s like a lock just begging to be picked. And any piece of info gives them a crucial tool for the practice. Searching high and …
Wilting Away
“There was once a chrysanthemum that, on the surface, looked absolutely stunning. The flower demanded your attention with its vibrant, colorful petals and strong, sweet scent.” “The plant brought happiness …