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by Stephen King

I committed murder. I put a large insurance policy on my wife, who was three years older than I was, and then I fixed the brakes of the Chevrolet coupe her father had given us as a wedding present, except I hadn’t planned on her stopping to pick up the neighbor woman and the neighbor woman’s infant son on the way down Castle Hill and into town. I’ve told you as well as I can how it is to be an institutionalized man. At first you can’t stand those four walls, then you get so you can abide them, then you get so you can accept them

by Phillipa Gregory

Once again the queen learned that holding the throne was harder than winning it.
She spent the days after the uprising struggling with her conscience, faced with
the agonizing question of what should be done with the rebels who had come
against her and been so dramatically defeated. Clearly, God would protect this
Mary on her throne, but God was not to be mocked. Mary must also protect

GRACE by Jane Roberts Wood

A song from the kitchen radio drifts out into her
garden. “I’ll be seeing you in all the old familiar places,” Jo Stafford sings tenderly.
Since the War, all the songs are heart-rendering to Grace. Looking closely at the
hyacinth buds, she can faintly discern the color—purple or white—each will
become. Colors of the mourning. She, Grace, although not in mourning, is deeply
sad. Anna, her next-door neighbor, is sick. Sick to death. When she thinks it again,
sick to death, the phrase takes on its literal meaning. Anna is sick, and in a day or
two she will go to her death. And then John will leave. He has told her this. “If
something happens to Anna”—IF not WHEN said carefully—“I’m going to get into
this War.”

by John Steinbeck

George came quietly out of the brush.
George said quietly, “What the hell you yellin’ about?”
Lennie got up on his knees.
“You ain’t gonna leave me, are ya, George? I know you ain’t.”
George came stiffly near and sat down beside him. “No.”
“I knowed it,” Lennie cried. “You ain’t that kind.”
George was silent.
Lennie said, “George.”
“I done another bad thing.”
“It don’t make no difference,” George said, and he fell silent again.
Only the topmost ridges were in the sun now.
The shadow in the valley was blue and soft.
From the distance came the sound of men shouting to one another.
George turn his head and listened to the shouts

LORD OF THE RINGS Opening Monologue Voice Over Script

It began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Elves,
immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf-Lords, great miners
and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race
of Men, who above all else desire power. For within these rings was bound the
strength and the will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived, for
another ring was made. Deep in the land of Mordor, in the Fires of Mount Doom,
the Dark Lord Sauron forged a master ring, and into this ring he poured his
cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life.

LORD OF THE RINGS Opening Monologue Voice Over Script 2

It came to the creature Gollum, who took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty
Mountains. And there it consumed him. The ring gave to Gollum unnatural long
life. For five hundred years it poisoned his mind, and in the gloom of Gollum’s
cave, it waited. Darkness crept back into the forests of the world. Rumor grew of
a shadow in the East, whispers of a nameless fear, and the Ring of Power
perceived its time had come. It abandoned Gollum, but then something happened
that the Ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature
imaginable: a hobbit, Bilbo Baggins, of the Shire.

Nothing to see here...
by Emmanuel

River yuri flowed calmly as
the sparkling ripples, reflecting the golden hues of the setting sun dazzled the
eyes of the beholder and held him in a trance, lost in awe and wonder. The
rustling leaves and the sound of the wild; the lush greenery and calm summer
breeze… All this mezmerized the wanderer, a stranger to the northern valley. As
the day’s warmth faded, the cosmos unveiled itself, revealing constellations that
had guided explorers and dreamers for generations. John, our wanderer was held
in a deep trance hence he failed to notice the horse walk up on him.