Don't know what to call it. Suggest a title please. #Will be posted in parts.
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The coffee shop,Espresso, was warm. Four tables stood in opposite corners of the room. A purple and gold sofa slumped in the middle. The place was packed. The door jingled open , as Seres walked in. He went to the counter, got his coffee and sat down at the only empty table. He remained there for a while staring at his coffee. He looked up as a shadow fell across his table.
" Can I sit here," the man asked . Seres gave a small start, eyed him, and glanced around the room, the other tables were still full.
"...sure," he said.
"Thanks," the man put his bookbag next to the chair and sat down, "do you mind if I put my stuff here?"
"No," said Seres going back to staring at his coffee. The man studied him for a moment.
"You look familiar," he said. Seres just shrugged. He studied his coffee, then picked it up, his sleeve sliding down, the symbol on his right wrist standing out in the dim light. He felt the man's eyes dart towards it. He took a sip, set the coffee down and covered it up.
"I know who you are Alezrani," the man said, clasping his hands in front of him and leaning forward.
"I wondered when you would recognize me Wolf," Seres said, leaning back and picking up his coffee. He took a sip, "What are you doing here?"
Wolf shrugged,"Just wanted to stay in one place for a while."
"Here?"
"Yes"
Seres put the cup down and leaned forward," Now what's the real reason."
Wolf leaned back," Do you want the truth?"
Seres drummed his fingers on the table, "....Couldn't hurt."
"I was looking for you."
"Why? They want you to hunt me again?"
"No! I wanted to ...apologize," Wolf's hands gripped the table.
Seres arched an eyebrow, "For?"
Wolf closed his eyes and dragged the word out of him," Everything"
Seres studied him, taking in the rumpled clothes, the bags under his eyes, his rumpled black hair and dull golden eyes, "What happened to you?"
Wolf's eyes shot open and he tensed," What makes you say that?"
"Your appearance...who are you running from?"
"What makes you think I'm running from anyone?"
"Experience"
Wolf took a few deep breaths, "After you left, the collective....they wanted someone else to take the job and...I ...."
"You got caught in their web"
Wolf closed his eyes and tilted his head back," Yes"
Seres closed his eyes and flicked them open again, "They laid a compulsion on you."
"Yes"
Seres picked up his coffee and drowned it in one gulp. It had gone cold.
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Hope you enjoyed that fragment. I'll write more soon.

The first story that I'm putting up here. (Uncompleted). I'm putting up parts and then I'll work on them.

"You can’t go out there," he yelled racing to catch up with the redhead,"it’s dangerous out there!"

She turned around flashing him a brilliant smile,"Relax"

"Relax?! How cam I relax when you insist on going out there!"

"You wanna cone with," she asked casually walking over to the big brass fountain in the middle of the small sandstone building.

"What!?"

"Come on Zane it’ll be fun"

"Fun?! You think this will be fun!"

"Yup"

Zane gaped at her.

She laughed,"You look like a fish"

He closed his mouth. "Well ,"he muttered grudgingly "someone needs to keep an eye on you."

"Great! I'll meet you at the junkyard tomorrow," she grinned and walked out of the coffee shop.

He stared at the door for a long time after she left.

"Excuse me sir, we are closed," said the store's owner.

"Oh sorry," Zane said and walked out of the shop thinking ,'this is going to be one strange week.'

Zane stepped out into the musty air. He frowned ' the filters must not be working again.' The streets gleamed silver ,reflecting the light of Ceres's moons. He walked home slowly, thinking about the first time he had met her.

IT was rainning that day. As usual he was working at the bookstore. Then she came in. At first he thought that she wad lost, but no she had walked straight up to the help desk where he and Nez were working.
"May I help you," Nez asked.

"Yeah I'm looking for a book called Flight."

"Flight?"

"Yeah do you have it?"

"Never heard of it,"Nez said preplexed.
"I have," Zane said, "it's an old book, buried in the stacks somewhere."

"Great! How much is it?"

"5 dinzi," he told her.

To everyone who was reading this, Life and Dreams had now become Dreamscapes. This will probably be updated sporadically, but it will be updated.

Zerine

Well this is the last you'll hear of me and my boring life. SO the next post will be about some exciting things. Stay tuned!

Well people are comming over for Thanksgiving. I can't wait untill S and A get here. K's really boring, since I don't really have anything to talk to him about. Atleast S I can grill about medical school, since she went through premed. You know French radio stations have really good music, although I'm not sure what's playing.
Well see you'll later!

I changed my mind I will out it up on the site, but due to problems I will not be able to for some time.

Ok since I want to publish my story. It will not be up here, nor on the site. Sorry.