Series: Craic In The World

Season 1: These Last Days

Episode 1: Come Together

Chapter 2: Bumping Into Destiny

Text:

The streets of Ballyshannon hummed-

In the middle of afternoon.

Light drizzle served to paint the town

In a thin, but substantial gloom.

Jayshawn walked, hands in pockets,

Feeling alone and lost.

But that was certainly nothing new,

His life had had quite a cost.

But just as Jay began to despair,

Destiny hit him hard.

A petite young woman, running full bore,

Slammed into him, and both were jarred.

Both took a moment to collect themselves,

And Jayshawn saw her face.

The palest countenance he'd ever seen,

She was a creature of grace.

Her platinum blonde hair was almost white,

And the only color to be seen,

Was in her bi-colored, smiling eyes,

One orange, the other green.

Jayshawn: "You alright? Why were you running?"

He was answered before he knew.

A man in a suit stepped around a corner,

Continuing to pursue.

He pulled a gun from his coat,

And pointed at the girl.

Jayshawn took the pale girl's hand,

And into the crowd they whirled.

Series: Guardians of AtlantaSeason 1: The Legend of Stone MountainEpisode 1: Cyclone Jones: The Long SummerChapter 4: Telling ConnorText:The old blue back-door swung open,Into the Joneses' farmhouse.Cyrus looked into the kitchen,There was no one about.Lightning flashed and thunder roared,As her soaked and shivering form-Stepped inside and dripped to the floor,Hoping to get warm.Reed: "Cyrus?" Came a voice from the other room."Is that you, darlin'?" he saidA dirty-looking man walked in from the kitchenWith a Braves cap on his head.He wore a red flannel shirtwith blue overalls on top.And the car part he'd been carryingHe quickly did drop.For the sight of his daughter cryingWas alarming indeed.He hugged his crying tweenage girl,As they slipped down to their knees.Reed: "Cyrus what's the matter?I thought you were at Connor's game!"At the game's mention,The weather grew less tame.As Cyrus coughed and spluttered,The rain grew more intense.Reed took her aside into the living room,And quietly let her vent.Once she had releasedThe bulk of her inner turmoil,She looked up at her Dad,And anger at herself roiled.Cyrus: "Dad, I ruined the game!I was sitting in the dugout,next to Connor like Coach McFarland lets me,and I tried..." She began to pout."It was stupid but I tried to hold his hand.And as soon as I did,he had to go get ready to batand..." Cyrus closed her eyelids.I couldn't help it! I started crying..."Cyrus lost it again.Reed stroked his daughter's hair,"They lost the game whenIt was called due to weather,They were in the 9th down by 4.But they had the bases loaded and Connor on deck,"Now Reed saw what she was crying for.Reed: "And the rain was your fault, Cyrus?"Cyrus: "Are you kidding? Of course, it was!"Reed took a moment to process it all,And they relaxed during that pause.Reed: "I'm sorry, Cyrus. But you can't letThis keep you from living your life.I've told you before and I'll tell you again,You don't have to keep secrets and lie.You can tell ConnorAbout your gift, if you want."Cyrus: "There's no way he'd believe me, Daddy!That was always her response."Why did God give me this gift?!Why'd he send that stupid Angel to you?"Reed saw the pain in his daughter's face,But even then he knew,He had to balance his firmnessAnd comfort in his reply.Reed: "God made you the way he made you.He gave you control over the sky.And it won't do nothin' but hurt you to becursin' his messenger on high.I know things are hard for you.Harder than most girls in fact.But it will get better, Cyrus.God's Angel promised us that."Cyrus sighed and curled upInto her Daddy's arms,And the raindrops lightened into a sprinkleAs they stayed safe and warm,Inside their beautiful farmhouse,And there was no more need for talk.Just the tapping of the rain,And the ticking of the clock.

Series: Ghost Trucker

Season 1: Stragglers

Episode 1: En Route To Fort Bragg

Chapter 2: Melanie

Text:

As Mike Kraft flew down the highway,

The radio continued its static.

The interference was getting to him,

As was the enigmatic-

Moment several hours ago

When the radio screamed at him.

And the weather wasn’t looking good either.

In fact, it looked rather grim.

As the road stretched on and on,

A tiny shape came into view.

It was so dark that he almost missed it,

And his alertness he renewed.

He swerved to avoid the human-ish object,

But felt that something was hit.

He cursed under his breath,

And pulled over to take a look at it.

He ran back fifty yards or so,

And saw a little girl.

She was shaking in the cold of the desert,

And fright had rocked her world.

She stared down at the remnants

Of a Hard-cover backpack,

The victim of Mike’s eighteen wheels,

And when Mike shouted, She shouted back.

“What the flying squirrel are you doing?!

Do you realize where you are!?”

“I’m walking to California.

Is it very far?!”

The girl shook with cold and fear.

Mike couldn’t believe his eyes.

He grabbed his phone from out of his pocket,

And lifted it to the skies.

“No signal, figures.

Dispatch has been pinching pennies,

Downgrading our phone service and plans.

What a bunch of ninnies...

Girl, what is your name?”

She took a moment to respond,

As Mike grew patient with her.

“Melanie is my name.”

“Well, I’m not leaving you here, for sure.

Come with me to the next town,

And the police can help you there.”

They gathered up her undamaged belongings

And got aboard his truck,

And drove on to the next town,

To see what would be their luck.