Valkyrie skye: "no, i have not forgotten"...
Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2004 7:23 pm
Like the subject said. And as proof of my word, here's part of chapter 5 i'm currently working on...
Dedicated to those who have the patience of a buddist monk, you guys rock.
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Even after being inside his work office for one hour the boy still felt wet through the clothes. The rain was heavy and pouring when the old man found him. The boy still sat across his desk, and the old man hasn?t returned for a long while. He looked all around. There wasn?t much to it, an oak work desk with papers scattered around it, a computer on top, humming with life. There were a few filing cabinets and a tired old green couch in the corner of the room but that was about it.
He tried not to think about him. He tried not to think about him for a long time. In his little heart, a dark void opened wider for every memory conjured up of him. Or how the sound of his voice was when he talked about anything from shooting a target to cartoons. Or the look of pain in his butcher blue eyes as he slowly stopped breathing before he died.
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Guys, i will get it out this week, but please bear with me is all i ask...
thanks
Valkyrie
Dedicated to those who have the patience of a buddist monk, you guys rock.
*~*~*~*
Even after being inside his work office for one hour the boy still felt wet through the clothes. The rain was heavy and pouring when the old man found him. The boy still sat across his desk, and the old man hasn?t returned for a long while. He looked all around. There wasn?t much to it, an oak work desk with papers scattered around it, a computer on top, humming with life. There were a few filing cabinets and a tired old green couch in the corner of the room but that was about it.
He tried not to think about him. He tried not to think about him for a long time. In his little heart, a dark void opened wider for every memory conjured up of him. Or how the sound of his voice was when he talked about anything from shooting a target to cartoons. Or the look of pain in his butcher blue eyes as he slowly stopped breathing before he died.
*~*~*~*
Guys, i will get it out this week, but please bear with me is all i ask...
thanks
Valkyrie
