mradermacher/Granite-3.1-Earthen-v0.3-3B-A800M-i1-GGUF
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As the first ray of sun dawns through the window and illuminates the bedroom and its every corner, the lingering shadow and blackness vanish as if it was never there. As the sun slowly starts to rise to its peak, the rays of sunlight change their position and fall on the face of the fairy. She twitches her face as it w... |
Once there was certain something, It didn't have a form, It didn't have a body, It wasn't a God, It wasn't a Devil, It didn't have a life, but It wasn't dead nor It wasn't alive, It just existed, It could think and observed. It observed everything that was going on below. Below it there was a place, people who live the... |
Dark, black, nothingness. There are so many ways to describe that hole, but nothing would get me down there. Into that abyss, that dungeon that would forever swear to shut out the darkness within.
I knew how many there were, there were 20 and yet I counted them: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13....
I couldn'... |
"Incredible," the doctor gushed as he looked at Victor's wound. "The bruising has already subsided. I've never seen anything like this!" Victor snuck a look at Connor, his cool blue eyes widening at the news. Victor shivered as the doctor placed an ice pack on his chest.
"When do you think I'll be able to leave?" Victo... |
"Let group meditation session number two officially begin!" Summer exclaimed. Victor gave her a quick glance before resting his eyes on the crystal buddha statue sitting on her dresser. Connor raised an eyebrow, presenting a nervous smile. "How are you guys not excited?" Summer added. "We don't have to lie to our paren... |
Melek, as always, woke up two minutes before his timer went off. He then immediately went through his nightly checklist. Fully charged earbuds? Check. Music app open on his phone? Check. Hatchet blade sharp and clean? Check. Everything was in its proper place and in tiptop shape. He put on his all black attire, checkin... |
"Let group meditation session number—"
"Nope. We are not doing that," Victor said.
Connor adjusted his floor pillow. "Hey, let her finish."
"No, it's okay," Summer said. "V obviously woke up on the wrong side of the pillow."
"If I don't put an end to this now, you're never going to stop. I know you, Summer," Victor sai... |
Melek knew he would regret drinking that lady's wine, but the cherry-red bottle poking out of her grocery bag called to him and his parched throat. How could he possibly resist?
His migraine was harrowing. It was as if someone repeatedly stabbed his temple with an icepick. The bang of metal hitting metal, the buzz from... |
The sky is filled with dark smoke from the sea of flames consuming the houses, trees, even the people. Within the fire a little girl is trembling on the ground her brown hair and blue dress are covered in burn marks. Barely breathing she looks up with teary eyes sees a woman wearing a weaponize armor suit flying above ... |
Summer almost shed a tear at the pieces of orange plastic in her grandmother's hands. She went so far as to write 'search the garden' on her calendar board, but the events of the last couple of days ruined any sense of normalcy.
"Summer, why on earth was this in my garden? I almost broke my foot out there."
Summer clos... |
Connor noticed Victor's leg bouncing up and down. He hadn't said a word since they got into the car, and he aimed his gaze at the back of the passenger's side seat. "V, you good?" Connor asked.
Victor turned and looked at Connor, a barely noticeable smile on his face. "They're going after kids now? I'm turning that thi... |
Connor tried to pat the dirt from his sweatpants, but to no avail. He stood before his mid-twentieth century bungalow, staring at the steel-blue front door. Connor counted down from five, then jogged up his porch steps. He could hear the faint sound of baseball commentary from the front yard. He was finally home.
"Welc... |
The little boy fixed his eyes on Summer's bright-orange water gun, annoying Victor to no end. He tried everything in his power to get him to stop his incessant gawking, but sadly, nothing worked. Summer sat facing the window, her foot tapping an anxious tune.
Victor found the bus to be surprisingly clean. He recalled t... |
Mr. Au stood before her with his arms to his sides; two muscular appendages hanging from a broad torso. He was glaring at Summer with a look that made the little hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Stern and focused.
Victor's backyard was surprisingly large for a home of its size. The grass was neatly cut, and it w... |
Victor brushed the blades of grass and chunks of soil off his jeans. He tried to catch his breath, but he mistakingly looked at the whistle hanging from Mrs. Kahale's neck. His shoulders tensed at the sight. "I'm gonna break that whistle one of these days!" he yelled.
Mrs. Kahale lowered her sunglasses, revealing her c... |
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