"Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living."
-Anais Nin

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Dad lost his job; a rainy day. Mum needed surgery; a bad storm. Bank took everything we owned; a deluge. Don’t ask me why I hate rain. 
She undressed with graceful movements, then washed herself with lingering touches. He knew she couldn't be a terrorist, but kept recording.
Matter and anti-matter collide. Space and time implode. We kiss, grunt and sigh. Love echoes as  it destroys.
“You’re twins, born from my belly.” Apollo and Diana disagreed. “Unrelated donors, one surrogate mother. We’re not twins, just womb-mates.”
 One man, sturdy and wise. His son, virile and wild. Another son, dreamy and pure. There she dwelled, cherished-- between earth, sea and sky.
“Looks like we missed the train again, love.” “Okay, reset the time machine. But for god’s sake, next time wear an accurate watch!”
It's quantum physics, dude. Nothing exists 'til it's observed. So when that nerd saw that meteor hurtling towards Earth, he doomed us all.

**Was named one of the most popular stories  appearing in One Forty Fiction for the month of July 2011. Also received very good critiques from viewers

Homesick

The shimmering blue planet winked at her.

“Dad, I wanna go home.”

“When Earth has cooled, dear.”

She kicked the moon dust and pouted.

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