One Minute to Midnight
knew you the minute we looked in each other's
eyes. I felt like we'd been friends before. If that makes any
sense."
    "I kind of felt something like that.
It was a kind of déjà vu." Serena said.
    A few days passed and JT's dreams
changed. The soldier was at a dance, instead of a battle, suffering
the war’s devastation. The stranger in his dress uniform held a
beautiful woman, as he spun her around the dance floor with grace.
She wore a string of pearls, and glowed with love for the soldier
as their orchestra played Moonlight Serenade. For the first time in
a week, JT woke up feeling fully rested, with Serena's head lying
against his shoulder. She opened her eyes, smiling.
    "Good morning. You look like you
finally had good dreams," she said.
    "I was at a dance," he
smiled.
    "Were you? I was too, the same one as
before. I guess I'm rubbing off."
    Later that day a knock came at the
door. JT went to see who was there while Serena pushed play on
their MP3 player.
    JT opened the door, and nobody was
there. He looked down to see a small box wrapped in brown paper.
There was no writing on it anywhere, and as he walked back inside,
Moonlight Serenade began to play.
    "Did you pick that song?" JT
asked.
    "No, I've got it on
shuffle."
    JT unwrapped the box and opened the
top. His mouth dropped open with surprise. Serena walked over to
see.
    "Oh my," she whispered.
    JT brought out a pearl
necklace and a set of dog tags with the name Dan Stoltz engraved in the metal. He
was breathless. It had taken them seventy years to find each other
again.
    "I remember you got called to war
before our song ended." Serena said. Her eyes were wide as saucers.
JT clasped the pearls around her neck as she rested the dog tags
around his.
    "I believe we have a dance to finish."
JT replied.
He took her left hand in his, cupped his right hand behind her
shoulder blade and began to sway with Serena as Moonlight Serenade
played on in the dim light of their living room.

 
     
     
     
     
     
    sharp tooth
     
    When hunters slaughter her mate, Sharp Tooth
will exact revenge by assembling the greatest army the forest has
ever seen.
    A female Kodiak called Sharp Tooth
walked through the north woods one afternoon, taking in the fresh
air with her cubs, when she caught the scent of humans several
miles away. Man was back in the area, and hunting season had begun,
and that meant there would be casualties, increased risk of forest
fires, and danger everywhere for her and her little ones, but she
could smell only three of them from this distance. She knew they
were not to be tangled with because of their desire for killing,
with but these were her lands and the temptation to track them was
strong. She decided that she would simply keep an eye on them and
that was all. With fall approaching, both tall and small creatures
would be preparing for a harsh winter ahead, and soon she would
fatten herself to sustain long months without food once the snow
began to fall.
Sharp Tooth and her children had been walking about a mile when she
noticed Blood Maw, her companion and father to their cubs was
fishing down by the river. He was a skilled hunter, and was
currently attempting to catch a salmon. Blood Maw was spry, and she
hoped he would be aware of the human hunters as well, since he had
had numerous encounters with their kind. The men were closer now,
and she could smell the stench of their body odor and an alarm went
off in her instincts that told her all of them were in danger.
Blood Maw went about searching for fish, his senses dulled in the
hunt, and he never saw the three men on the opposite side of the
river.
    Sharp Tooth grunted for her cubs to
stay put and silently pawed downward to warn Blood Maw of the
approaching danger. Sharp Tooth growled Blood Maw’s name as a loud
crack ripped through the air and startled her. Blood Maw fell over
flailing his paws around in the air as another shot echoed through
the clean air. He stopped moving, his pain-filled eyes

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