Sarah Danaher
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I enjoy writing for fun. I like to write for several genres including fantasy, poetry, and dystopian, but I am open to trying other genres too. It has been a source of stress relief from my busy life.
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The Freedom Thief
The bill was sitting on his desk. The governing body had passed it. This bill will indeed limit all freedoms in the name of greater power. The people need to understand how to live properly and need excellent knowledge of the government. I could be the ultimate leader with no recourse to my actions. They were told that this would provide safety for everyone but not told their personal freedoms would disappear. The plan was established so long ago to make the people ignorant of their rights slowly. We brainwashed them in schools and let the older generation die. Promise after promise that we never kept, but yet they follow still. We even demonized our rivals with the plans we were going to impose. The public bought it entirely. Now I sit in power going to sign this bill to dismantle all the freedoms this place has fought for since the beginning. Everyone will cower with the pressure to pass this to start. We will be the ones to make this work and make it work right. The first thing is to shut down our rivals, then the drains of society. Next will be the undesirables. I signed it gladly.
By Sarah Danaher3 years ago in Fiction
The Jewel Theft
Ted gracefully eyed the Jepsen Jewel on display. It was the largest of its kind, and its luster was breathtaking. So, he looked at the cameras and the security to scout the place early. His disguise worked as he continued to the case without alerting the guards. He quietly slipped to the back while the guard was turned around. Only to wait till the time to swap. The crowds thinned, and the lights dimmed as Ted sat still in the background. Slowly the cameras were cut out. Ted came out of the shadows eyeing the precious Jewel. Pulling the glass-cutting tool out of his pocket. Slowly cutting the glass and temporarily shorting the electricity. He reached gently into the case and replaced the Jewel with a fake one. His hand held the priceless Jewel in his hands. His eyes glittered at its beauty, and he carefully placed it in a bag. He picked up his tools, and Jewel packed them away. Back in the shadows to hide for his escape and before the cameras turn on. He felt a gun in his back. A cop said, “You are under arrest for theft of the Jepsen Jewel.” Ted had been caught.
By Sarah Danaher3 years ago in Fiction
My Life's Long Melody
My life in music was ever-flowing. We all have those times with those songs at that time in our lives. It says how we feel; some pieces are lighter, while others are darker. Life’s ups and downs can make all the difference in the tone and melody. We start out early with the best songs of happiness and learning. This turns into much darker pieces when growing becomes difficult, and our minds are in more difficult places. So, most of us run to the music of our preferences. It may be many things that soothe the situation. As I look through my life, I go back to find the many songs that spoke to me. I have liked several genres: children’s, contemporary Christian, rock, pop, and even an occasional country song. I have even liked songs from different generations if they have the right sound. Even an older folk song has its importance. I have realized that all music has significance and have tried other pieces and even groups throughout the years.
By Sarah Danaher3 years ago in Beat
The Princess in the Tower
There once lived a princess in a tower so high. She was never let out to see the people alive. Until a disease drove through the kingdom, and all that was left was her. She came out of the tower hungered and thirsted but found no one alive. Sitting alone, a man from another kingdom comes on his white horse. He offers her food and drink, and to go to his kingdom to live. She says no thank you, and I want mine. He pulls out his sword and kills her off. Now he has two domains instead of one.
By Sarah Danaher3 years ago in Fiction
The Swashbuckler's Secret. Top Story - May 2023.
The old house creaked as the wind was blowing swiftly across the valley. The cold of fall was blowing in, and preparation for their new home. All the wooden boxes lay piled in the attic. A searing pain landed William on the ground. Low-lying rafters and the small space were a recipe for disaster for the tall man. Laying on the ground, he could feel the searing pain from the headache. William groaned and sat up in the narrow pathway. He could hear his wife with her brogue, even through the pain screaming at their children. She always had a hot temper and could never stay calm. Her red hair was as hot as her temper, but as mild manner as William was, he loved her.
By Sarah Danaher3 years ago in Fiction
Just a Date?
I was trying to find a date with no luck in sight. Then brings a suggestion from another who was afraid to ask. The event is coming soon. I accepted the man's invitation and could not avoid going. Told it was just a date and give the man a chance. It was a lovely night, and the guy was not that bad. I was ready to let it pass and move on to the next fad. Until he shows up at my doorstep. My roommate and his friend kicked him out for the night. So much for" just a date".
By Sarah Danaher3 years ago in Fiction
Legend of the Cloud Sailors
Captain Arty Arbuckle gazed over the U.S.S stargazer at the clouds in the quiet sky. His crew scuddled around to do chores, preparing to start the air balloon sails. As the ship began moving, he noticed Captain Kraus of the pirate league was coming.
By Sarah Danaher3 years ago in Fiction
