<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Vine on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/vine/</link><description>Recent content in Vine on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/vine/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Carnivorous Planet</title><link>/stories/2021/07/28/carnivorous-planet/</link><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2021 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2021/07/28/carnivorous-planet/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Breathable air, Earth-like gravity, presence of water and vegetation. Small insect like creatures, small harmless animals detected and so far no known large predators on this Earth like planet. Looks like planet Vega P69 will become mankind&amp;rsquo;s next planet to colonize.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Space explorer Sandra reviews the data, removes her glasses, fixes her long luscious blonde hair as she looks up at her fellow space explorer Adam. &amp;ldquo;Yes, the data looks great but we still need to land and do some exploring.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Gemma’s Garage</title><link>/stories/2014/06/13/gemmas-garage/</link><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/06/13/gemmas-garage/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Lying in Robbie’s arms after a marathon sex session Gemma wondered whether to ask her lover if he would help do the gardening she needed. Though it was her garage under assault, the plant actually was here next door here on Mr Matthews property and she wanted it sorted. Creepers had already invaded inside, so this morning she’d taken a saw and ‘pruned’ the stuff back to the walls.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Once out of the shower and downstairs Gemma asked her question, pleased the response was yes. Having to hide her slight dismay on finding out she’d be doing it by herself as he was going away fishing for the weekend and she’d forgotten this. &amp;ldquo;OK, not a problem, but can I at least show you?&amp;rdquo; she replied, trying not to sulk at the fact she’d be alone and they headed off down the path. Rob took her hand and they had a smooch before she opened the bottom gate into the wilder bit beyond the fence. His garden was divided unlike hers, with the unkempt bit beyond the fence allowed to remain wild for the birds. A couple of feeders the only sign human life came past the gate.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Gai Shift - Pit 11: Pitinna's Garden</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/gai-shift-pit-11-pitinnas-garden/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/gai-shift-pit-11-pitinnas-garden/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="gaishift_pit10.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gai Shift - Pit 10: Sybil&amp;rsquo;s Trap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 11: Pitinna&amp;rsquo;s Garden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olivia awoke in a beautiful garden, lying on her back in a field of grass and vines. Dawn was just breaking overhead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;She shook her head, trying to remember how she&amp;rsquo;d gotten here. There had been&amp;hellip; the Pit! And the tube, with the screaming plummet through the darkness! But how had she gotten here?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;She began to stir, to hoist herself up on her elbows. Instantly the vines whipped around her wrists and ankles, reeling back, snapping her spread-eagled. She struggled against the tightly-looped tendrils but found herself as tightly trapped as if she were home in Kiyoko&amp;rsquo;s scarves and hemp lines.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Gai-Shift - Out of Africa Chapter 15: Simply Savored</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/gai-shift-out-of-africa-chapter-15-simply-savored/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/gai-shift-out-of-africa-chapter-15-simply-savored/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="gaishift_outofafrica14.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gai-Shift - Out of Africa Chapter 14: Pili&amp;rsquo;s Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;_To understand the Gai Shift &amp;amp; to review the characters in this story, check out this useful guide: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="gai_shift.html"&gt;Gai-Shift Encyclopedia of Knowledge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 15: Simply Savored&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;with thanks to SkyHawk7x&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Twenty-five days beyond the season of rains, sunset&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am Pili, daughter of Milli, granddaughter of Vanilli.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To me has gone Sister&amp;rsquo;s diary, to create the magic of recounting. To me has gone the role of storyteller.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>That New Car Smell Part 3: The Return Home</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/that-new-car-smell-part-3-the-return-home/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/that-new-car-smell-part-3-the-return-home/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="thatnewcarsmell2.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That New Car Smell Part 2: No Free Ride to the Dealership&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Part 3: The Return Home&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was now late in the day Thursday night, although she no idea of the date or time. Her head was still a fog and hadn’t eaten in forever. Her body was still badly battered under all of the other tortures and now she had to escape the garbage pit and endure untold humiliations to find her way home. One leg was unable to bend and both feet extremely clumsily as she plodded along with heavy buckets attached to them both. She made it to the edge of the pit; then lost her balance and tumbled down the edge to the bottom of the tall gently sloped hill.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>