Defining LifeSince its beginning in the 1990s, embryonic stem (ES) cell research has been a topic of scientific, cultural, and federal controversy [1, 2]. The controversy has remained unsolved because objections to ES cell research are generally perceived as religiously based, and ES cell research proponents claim that it is unfair to subject scientists to regulation based on individual morals [1, 3]. This misconception has resulted in a lack of both intelligent scientific discourse and effective government policy on the subject. In order to provide an effective, efficient research environment, the federal government needs to enact a policy on ES cell resDefining Life
Sorceress' Rain: Part 4 She didn’t know how long it took for her convulsive sobbing to subside, but at last she was able to control the tears. Rain slowly leaned back, wiping her eyes with an already damp sleeve.Sorceress' Rain: Part 4
Better now? Kinn asked. Rain managed a weak, wry smile—but a smile, nonetheless. It felt odd on her face, and out of place, yet… satisfying. “Mmmhmm. Much.” Kinn’s mental laugh, though not much more than a chuckle, warmed Rain from her head to her toes. She’d forgotten how encouraging Kinn’s laughter was. Well, that’s a def
Nithirworld Kaerel ran, boots trampling anything that had the misfortune to be under him, hands outstretched to push away the branches and brambles that impeded his flight, entire body pushing itself to the maximum as he fled. Run, the word pulsed through his thoughts with each pounding step, run, run like wind, run like fire, run! A howl—demon scream, to Kaerel’s ears—chased him, the sound curling around him like a noose. Kaerel snarled to himself; the spiteful creatures were mocking him, telling him plainly that they could pursue him and expend valuable breath in howling aNithirworld
PROSE-The D'Karinae's ChoresRain knelt, her knees sinking silently into the marshy turf as she settled into a comfortable position. She doubted her wait would be too horribly long, but if need be she could remain here, motionless, until daybreak. There was no hurry.PROSE-The D'Karinae's Chores
The grass near Rain’s knees rustled as a watersnake slid by, the nocturnal reptile slinking out to hunt. Rain stifled a yawn as she watched it slither away; the warm, soothing darkness of the swamp made drowsiness almost irresistible, now that she had finished with her initial scouting. In a way, she was too at home here—the warm, muggy air, the hum of insects, and the murky blackness
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A most untriumphant return
Miserable
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Sanity is the graveyard of creativity.
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98% of the population is asleep. The other 2% are staring around in complete amazement, abject terror, or both.
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Sanity is the graveyard of creativity.
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Sanity is the graveyard of creativity.
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