“Kenzie, you are a human slug: you feast, you defecate and you sleep. You never get laid, so, rather, I’d place you lower than the slug. Slugs, Kenzie, have managed to survive and adapt in this Darwinian world. I cannot say the same for you.”
Below are the found records from that fateful day: March 25, 2019. These are meant to demonstrate the horrors of that time first-hand. The accounts are organized in chronological order.
Art of Fiction: Short Story travels through a series of works (generally around ten pages long) written from the early 19th century to the modern day. As is common at Simon’s Rock, each story is read outside of class then discussed in depth during the period. This discussion can be about an array of aspects, such as a technique the author used, a theme that interests you, or even just an element of the story that you couldn’t quite understand.
Sit, child. Let me tell you a story, a true story of how the world you know began…
Before everything that was, before the birds and the dinosaurs and the trees and the rocks and Joe Biden’s political career, before even the universe, there was something else: a kingdom. No, a resort. No, wait, maybe it was just a kingdom with a high percentage of its GDP based on tourism? Or a resort that just happened to have a monarchy, a significant bureaucracy, and a sophisticated legal system. It was one of those things.