There wasn’t really much evidence left to examine, he wasn’t even sure if it would be worth writing a report…

This was his favorite night of the year, but not for the same reasons most kids had for enjoying it.

She could hardly hide her disappointment when her grandmother’s retainer handed her the package.

The boat rocked gently with the tide.

He never knew what hit him. The sharp blow to his temple knocked him right off the turret and into darkness.

The spoon tinkled in the delicate China cup as she stirred the sugar in her coffee.

“Today…” he thinks, “we conquer heaven.”

The two young figures ran through the dark forest, trying to find a place to shelter from the rain.

He could see light glowing on the horizon. How long had he been walking towards it?