ideas are in the cloud,
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At this moment the story is written by 31 writers adding 38 entries.

Chapter #1 The Pencil

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Sharpening the point, a long time ago, but somehow in the future misterharder
in a galaxy FAR, FAR away daveligthart
a very little blue MerkMakers
weird object, tried to.... wieskeebben
jump marlouchi
out of its provisional prison. Leime
But as he approached the rusted bars of his cage, he ... bjorndiemer
: noticed that he needed to grow in order to reach its edge. ursel1
Nothing to eat ssteenbakkers
but, it had nothing to feed. although that's what it thought while wandering around it found simonvano
a tiny green thing, sticking out of the ground... kimeuk
yet he would have noticed it, weren't it for the beam of light creating a smooth glare along the objects surface which caught daveligthart
his attention. FeriRoseboom
Approaching these objects with a cautious attitude, he saw a tiny mat protuberance. Curious, he tried to touch it, but paesibassi
the older blue object claiming to be his mother had taught him not to touch anything smooth or glaring. He decided to sit and nickygrunfeld
think about disobedience vs temptation, knowing that if he ignored either one it would probably lead to skyhome
another big dissapointment on this thursday evening radavi
he threw caution to the wind, to a deep breath (as deep as a tiny bird could muster) and... kwalla
closed his eyes, concentrating and visualizing with an intensity that, in mere seconds, brought into physical manifestation a LOHADdotcom
dove into the stormy waves outside his mother's cage cezarneaga
. it threw itself into the cage, over and over again. daveligthart
wondering, hoping and fearing he was merely dreaming, could someone pinch him? NvanBroekhoven
Hello... mister, this train stops here. Wake up! I guess this is your destination misterharder
and then she came into his life, the train conductor was the most gorgeous women he ever seen mrfindmore
Her hair was brilliant white, like the purest platinum, while her eyes were a piercing light purple. Yet, something was ... LOHADdotcom
growing, was it love or something els? He reached out for XCJ
WAKE UP! Mister! The voice of the conductor translated to a woman's voice while he was dreaming. So he didn't notice daveligthart
His left ear itched, but someone had nailed both his hands to his knees. No pain. Maybe he was drugged. The smell of applejui Juliu
ce and lolypops invaded his nose. Mister! Roared the conductor impatiently, this train will leave any moment. Are you sure elshout
you have enough bananas for this trip? Bring a towel and don't forget to click your heels 3 times to sidneydekoning
be safe. You'd better not look out of the window, because edith_made_it
There is a meandering twizzle behind the edge of the moving cliff. Don't go there. It's wouter_roops
Looking for smotsch1
some tools for those nails mister? We have some very effective ones" said the conductor looking very friendly misterharder
.I blushed and couldn't hide a smirk on my face as I turned towards the window daveligthart
Meanwhile, back at the lab. 5 undergraduate researchers had just found the cure for super cancer and super aids. Coincidence? codybrom