Story – The Changes of a Road

by James Kitson

© 1993 All Rights Reserved

 

His life started as he began his journey on the road. Even though he did not know it’s name he felt it’s twists and turns as he walked down the road. When his day were depressing, a cover of trees and clouds blocked the sun from view and a cold evil breeze ripped at his clothes as he clung to their warmth and protection. When his days were good the sun shone brightly along the road and a gentle summers breeze gently urged him on his trek. He had such days when he married and had his family and while they were with him his road was bright and shiny. For as long as they were with him the days of depression and loneliness were gone and he didn’t have to walk the bitter, dark road. But then his children moved away, the road got darker and darker as they departed and his life slowly lost it’s polite existence. Then when he had aged greatly with his wife the road became a dark and desolate highway as he went on his journey alone when she left him. For several days and weeks his road was dark and he felt lonely and forgotten in that desolate world. But then he realized that even though the road he faced now was lonely it did not have to be the dark desolate path he voyaged on now. He had had a lifetime of good roads and enjoyable voyaging and even if he had to carry on alone then he would be able to hold his head up high remembering when the road was filled with friends and family. So when he reached the end of the road and his traveling days were over he felt satisfied in his file for even with it’s ups and downs he had never strayed off the road because the voyage was too difficult.

Story – Old Souls

by James Kitson

© 1997 All Rights Reserved

 

Well, I have to admit Earth isn’t exactly a great vacation place. At least it hasn’t been for a long time. I guess that’s why I decided to come back here, as strange as that may sound. I guess I feel that Earth has potential, it’s condition and history leave it open for so much, but we just need to convince the old timers to come back and help teach the new souls. But that isn’t happening, now it’s time to recover the situation and make the Earth ready for teachers again. Continue reading

Story – A War None Understood

by James Kitson

© 1993 All Rights Reserved

 

A band of fog covered the city as the 12th battalion of the Second Marine division advanced into a southern Chicago suburb. Corporal John Riley came up in the rear of his advance scouting platoon which would be the first government unit in the city since the war began. riley was tired after finishing four days of fighting in which he had been lucky to get five hours of rest, not st say sleep. the last two days of fighting had been fought in the rain and the low-hanging clouds that had swept in from Lake Michigan reek of the smoke that came off the burning building and supply dumps that government artillery and aircraft had spent the last week hammering with intense bombardment. Continue reading