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I have to agree, Yarima got valuable information she never should have…. Someone(s) need to stand up from both sides and stop this foolish nonsense….too many people have died, and for what?

It’s the freaking butler….sheesh….

A fate almost worse than death… We needed you! Even Rusne fell back with us, while you just took off running!” “Fuck…” Arlo stared at his missing hand in dismay. “That was my jacking off hand

Ah the pangs and worries of true love…

I struggled with this as much of this reflects my growing up and thank you for reading!

Well…Virgil McClain is a red herring and the following is very interesting to say the least… "I...I didn't know it was so serious," she said. "I heard it from Pamela Morgan." "I don't know her. Do you have any idea where she learned about it?" "I would imagine from her mother, Celia Vessey." "Miss Vessey from the tribal council?"

Reality bites in a harsh way with the loss of Ferney, bringing starkly home what the 1st worlds insatiable hunger for illegal drugs. The following snippet brings much of the problem to light. I also find the response by Hunter’s father concerning in what he said and the way he said it… As long as there is a market for drugs, there will be people willing to supply them, and with all the money involved, there will always be violence. This isn’t a war we can ever win. We got Pablo Escobar, the Cali Cartel, and Colombia today is producing way more cocaine now than it did back then. This war is a lost cause. You may take down one cartel, but another will always pop up to take its place. It’s pointless.” His voice dropped. “You will never say that the work I do is ‘pointless’ again. Do you understand me? We are doing God’s work down here.”

Oh boy…from the proverbial frying pan to the fire….

I look back on those in my life who have passed, and dealing with each was different, Not easy, just different. Accepting doesn’t come any easier, and as corny or trite it may sound, the passage of time helps in gaining perspective.

What he said…

Somehow I feel the pendant will play an important role in the story… He was about Aiden’s age, slight, dark-haired, dressed in a green tunic with pale red hemming at the cuffs and neck. Something metallic glinted at his throat. A small pendant or torque, catching the light. The sunset glow made it hard to see the details clearly, but the shape of him was unmistakable: still, calm, as though he had been waiting.

Sober words and thoughts from Drunk mouths never end well... Hoo boy... You are soooo right my friend... Mistress Carolyn, will she last long enough for Dante to have that conversation and set the plans firmly in motion before Miss Brittany F'ucks everything up???

I think one of the next steps is to find out just how far from each other... I will never, and I am a museum junkie, see ancient Assyrian reliefs, the same way ever again, without looking for 'that spot!!

Having read and commented on this story, all I can say is that it is worth the time to read!@!!

Unicorns are difficult to pin down! Thanks for reading!!

During my 4 years of high school, we were exposed to some of the world's greatest literature and plays. From The Merchant of Venice, Chaucer, The Crucible, and Moby Dick, to name a few. I was also involved in our local and school theater clubs, where we put on plays such as A Midsummer Night's Dream, Twelve Angry Men, The Diary of Anne Frank, and Inherit the Wind. Musicals such as Bye Bye Birdie, The Fantastics. Both on the stage and backstage as well. In one play, Ah, Wilderness, my role of young Richard had two and a half pages of uninterrupted dialogue. St Patrick's Day is coming up soon. In my part of the world, it is also Evacuation Day, when the British were forced from Boston, thanks to Henry Knox. It is local to Boston and a few surrounding communities, and an excuse to drink green beer, avoid as much as possible those wearing Kiss Me I'm Irish paraphernalia among the parade goers. Not forgetting corned beef and cabbage, and suffering the byproduct fumes hours later. Changing the clocks is an honored family tradition going back eons. Every five years, it was my family's turn to participate. I used to think it was stupid to get all dressed up like Druids till I got to drive the Land Rover...

Is Arlo a bit out of the loop, and why did the deer spare him?. Arlo headed into the back of the hospice, easily finding the lift Rusne spoke of. He was starting to feel out of the loop on things — how had Rusne and the Deer found so much information he’d missed? He was losing his touch. Sure, groups were designed so people could cover each others’ backs, but Arlo couldn’t stop the feeling that he was letting everyone down by not figuring this stuff out himself.

Puzzles within puzzles…the incident with the four men that precipitated all of this is curious. Where were these four men slain? Were they killed on the human side of the fog, if so, what proof exists pointing to Karsa, the Warden of the Woods? Is it possible that other forces on the human side instigated this breach of the treaty for ill intent? Something else is behind Confessor Sneth, could he be manufacturing this crisis and measly covering his responsibility for the deaths of an additional five hundred men?

Makes sense to me… I'd rather he not put a hole in our nuclear reactor compartment." Now to figure out the old shower kit switcharoo

You have the United Nations of very bad guys…

Or the steamroller from A Fish Called Wanda

Both Lisa and Andrew saved the day! And yes the following is crucial!,

If it were up to me, Gavin Price never would have left the hospital with the camera…and probably some broken fingers… Enrico is a very week link at the moment, I have to wonder if he will turn…

What a way to get ditched, sounds like the may have been more than a couple of tips!! 🤭

One hopes that Septimus comes back to the empty cells, and our intrepid hero’s safely away, preparing for the next battle!