Bible Delivery Mission completed successfully. Ten pages of fiction - not so successfully as of yet. I have five to go to reach the desired page count, and when I do my story will be far from complete. I think it is turning into a book, or at the very least a novelette. Beats me what Dr. A. will think of having the first piece of a book instead of a short story for the last twenty pages of work.

Here is how my story begins:

"Mikey met the children with the orange eyes one day in late May a week before his eighth birthday. He was sitting by the river, idly tossing rocks into its muddy, shrunken depths, wishing that the water was deep enough for him to go swimming, when someone else sat down next to him. Mikey turned to look, expecting to find Marcus or perhaps Father. Instead, a tiny boy blinked up at him with big orange eyes out of a round face."

At first it was going to be a short, atmospheric tragedy, in which it would never be explained where the boy came from. Unfortunately, I started getting curious, and I wanted to find out myself. :P So here I am, fifteen pages later.

Caffeine time.  ¶ 7:50 PM