This Collection is for my serial fiction "Down with Divine". Divine's life is a struggle. Everyone at his school hates him. The teachers have even gone as far as to push of kids into bully him.

"When I woke up a Lady was standing over me. She told me that I had been summoned by the Well of Fate and passed a trial of nine days and nights." He paused. "Just a moment, I have to grab

I had so many questions. How could have that really happened? If that happened how was he still alive? This version of the story wasn't as embellished as the other stories about how he lost this eye. Like

Grandpa seems more tired than I had ever seen him. Lost and hurt perhaps. Nothing I could say. I had never lost someone I loved before. My life had been thankfully okay in that aspect. I knew grandpa would

Grandpa went to the fridge grabbed a coke. Reached above the fridge into the cabinet and pulled down some whiskey. Grab a glass and poured himself a mixed drink. More whiskey than coke. He walked over

Journal Of MO 19 May 1846 There is something definitely wrong with the stars. They are lying to me. The bastards moved.

The next day mom dropped me off at grandpa house. I was a small house. A rectangular slab built in the '40s or '50s, one story with a bedroom, bath, tiny kitchen, and a living room. It was clean inside

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Journal Of MO 8 May 1846 My waterskin is empty and I think there is something wrong with the stars.

She was only focusing on positive outcomes. Only the good ones. They weren't the only outcomes, clearly. Well, it was as good as it gets. You wouldn't want to be the one it happened to, but sure as shit

Journal Of MO 17 May 1846 Found a town. A very empty town. The river seems to be completely dried out now. The town has a well. Yes, rope. No bucket. None at all. Have you ever drank rope water? Well,

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Journal Of MO 15 May 1846 So, I should have come across the town a week or more ago or least seen some signs. Well, I was given directions. I followed them exactly. As exactly as "What you want to

I was still here. It wasn't much longer when mom finally showed up. Both of us were then escorted into the principal's office and the door closed behind us. Principal Detrick looked all solemn. "Ms.

"Well? Divine, are you listening?" "Sure, When is my mom going to be here." She worked about 20 minutes away. "She said she was leaving about 10 minutes ago." So, I was out

Journal Of MO 4 May 1846 Have I mentioned that the desert is hot and it also gets very cold? My only waterskin is leaking. I've looked over it thoroughly, but I was unable to tell where from. You could

Waking up is hard to do. I'm going to lay here for a minute. Fuck, my eye hurts even worse now. "Looks like you deserved that one, Mr. Divine." Mr. Bronski said with a bright gleam in his eyes.

Journal Of MO 1 May 1846 I hiked my way back to where our base should have been; there was no one there. Luckily, I've found a stream else I would still be thirsty right now. I did end up finding a village.

The good thing about my mom was that at least she always listened. She didn't always think things through or make the best decisions, which is how we ended up with a lawyer. I had to write everything down

Journal Of MO Have you ever woken up and asked yourself. "Where the fuck was everybody else." Well, that's what happened to me when I woke today. The last thing I remember was we were fighting