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Chasing Orc, by Jacob Malewitz, A Fantasy Short Story on F Scott Fitzgerald Super Novel

 Chasing Orc By Jacob Malewitz Columbia, 2 Trill Eberron Stronghold Gaming, 50 50 Blogs, 2 White Vest How does one chase an orc? The image of the gate kept the crossing world in balance, teetering as it did on destruction, or so the story went. As far as I can tell, it began around a simple campfire, where an old Orc told the tale of ‘How does one chase an orc?’ This old orc’s eyes looked somewhat pleased, taking in the basking fire while holding the attention of all young orcs. “They say the story began.” “What happened, Guard Master?” “Elder Guard Master,” he corrected. “Yes, what happened, Tenuk?” said a younger, smarter orc. “Ah, an old name.” The aged orc liked the name given, so he directed much of the tale to the growing Orc Tegrun, who showed such potential in stick fights, the beginning of orc training. “Every story has an arc, young one, and the tales told around a campfire are no different. There was a beast, was a creature that always chased orc, little ones a...

The Rocks by Jacob Malewitz, A Short Story on F Scott Fitzgerald Super Novel

 The Rocks By Jacob Malewitz Wordpress, 1 white vest 2 Shirt Blue F scott Fitzgerald In Manhattan, 4 short story I remember a dream that stays with me through the years. It was during a period of sleepless nights for me, and the sleep itself was a relief.  The dream was of a Japanese man who has just been beheaded.  Still conscious after his head is severed from his body he sees a light beckoning to him.  He smiled as the light washed over his face.  I sat there that day, one day before we all went to the rocks, staring at the basketball rim.  I didn’t want to play, I just wanted to see the empty court one last time.  I had never been good at basketball—I was cut from the freshman squad and never went to tryouts again—but I enjoyed the nervousness it had brought out of me.  I had never conquered my fear of the basketball court.  Inevitably I had to move on.  I remember the day I was cut from the basketball team.  I had been antici...