During these occasions I could let my mind wander and allow my imagination to take flight. I could envision the clouds as vast beings battling for dom...nance on the canvas of the heavens, or perhaps listen to the winds whispering stories of faraway peoples and their strange legends. Whichever way I chose to spend this time, it usually ended with me creating some new fantasy to explore. I had been studying the inside of my eyelids for a good hour when a shadow came upon me. I immediately assumed. And there, Matthias, that is my coal pile."Pelle stopped the wagon, and with Tjark's assistance, backed it against the lean-to that served as shelter for the horse and the donkey. The old donkey was grazing peacefully and soon the horse joined it in the small corral.Pelle unlocked the door and showed the siblings in. Marja's eyes opened wide when she saw the costly cookwares and the smoked deer leg over the fireplace."I have only two beds," Pelle told them, pointing up to the platform. "There's. Chapter 2Grace Wilson cursed her life one more time as she left the big box store to head home for the night. That asshole Frank from HR hadn't left her side all night, constantly watching her with his creepy eyes. He had taken a liking to her dark looks. She wasn't Goth but she did like to dress in black and she and her co-worker Heather had taken to wearing black lipstick and smoky black eye shadow. With her pale skin, long straight raven locks, and curvy, well fleshed body she attracted more. Quickly lathering and rinsing, Joanna flipped the shower off and jumped out, grabbing a nearby towel. She wouldn't have time to fix her hair, so up it went into a bun and out the door she went.Once she was out the apartment front door, the cold air struck her like a hammer. Winter was steadily moving into the region, and the weather was changing for the worse. Her breath was caught as she walked to her car, hoping the seats were warmer then usual. She would need to move to beat morning traffic.