"Please Say Another Word..." by yoshispike Chapin softly groaned and leaned on the massive book of words. He shook his head. Of course, every day was like this. Every day was like this. Everything for Chapin had turned into what was once like new discoveries to a nearly methodical routine. A stranger would waltz into the Word of the Day center, and he'd be flipping his pencil in boredom...
Pizzaroo Tune It was... silent. By silent, I mean that weird silence that occurs when it seems like you don't know what to say, and the other person looks far from willing to speak up as well.
The Hero From Meridell: Part One He wanted to quit and go back inside for the day, but he knew he couldn't. This year's crops were growing poorly, and if he did not tend to them every day, he was almost certain he would lose them.