Cynus

You're welcome. Thank you for reading it.

My friend gave me the prompt of "African White Space Christ". This seemed to be the only logical result. I'm glad that it was inspiring for someone.

The light shone brightly in Gabriel's eyes as he tried to rise to a sitting position, but his body ached in response and he collapsed against the hospital bed, panting. He scanned the room, taking in the sight of the monitor that showed his heart rate and several other things he didn't understand. An IV was being fed into his arm and there was a breathing tube in his nose. Gabriel couldn't remember what had brought him there. He knew that he had been sick, but the last thing he could remembe

Gabriel is in the hospital and is gravely ill. After going unconscious as a result of the sickness he awakes to a surreal environment and takes an unexpected journey.

Saturday will mark a new day in the epic of Silas and Brady, and I promise the sweetness isn't over. Thanks for the review, Valkyrie.

What an interesting idea . . . I suppose I'd have to make one in order to do that. I think that Brady would have had an easier time had he never known that Jack had given Silas his number. Then he wouldn't be waiting for Silas to call, like he is now.

I'm just hoping to whet everyone's appetite for more Navigator to come. I don't determine what length the chapters are going to be, I let the characters do that. Turned out that the band only had so much to say this time around.

The thing to note here, I think, is that the band has no idea what has been going on with Silas since he arrived in Crow's Lake. Brady and the band are still thinking of Silas as he was when they left him. A large part of the philosophy behind the story as that everyone is in a constant state of transition.

Saturday, or late Friday night depending on where you live. The story follows a pattern of two chapters from Silas' point of view and one from Brady's. In writing this I decided to take the risk of running two story lines side by side, and hopefully that isn't too distracting.

You'll get another half-chapter three chapters from now. The rest should be full, from my recollection. I normally don't write them this short, but it's the length that it wanted to be. Thanks for reading and reviewing!

I suppose it's time to admit that I know even less about cars than I do about dogs...

Here you go. Cold winter’s night, the sun was fallen God knows it wasn’t easy Must’ve been some fight, to bring him callin’ To the lonely road out of town. His lady at his side, he took up the fight They must’ve thought him crazy, But he hitched a ride, out into the light The navigator wouldn’t be kept down. ‘Cause there’s no rest for the wicked, No home to call his own. No there’s no rest for the wicked, He’s out there all alone. Been to a thousand places Seen many friendly faces But there’s no rest for the wicked, Navigator’s never going home. There can be no doubt, the kid’s heart is pure, You could see it in his eyes, Something about his eyes made sure He meant no harm to none. Whatever it was, that drove him off, A history of pain and lies, We know ‘cause that kid was tough, Navigator will always find the sun. ‘Cause there’s no rest for the wicked, No home to call his own. No there’s no rest for the wicked, He’s out there all alone. Been to a thousand places Seen many friendly faces But there’s no rest for the wicked, Navigator’s never going home. The Navigator’s always watching But the signs are adding up. He’ll find the sun, He’ll find direction, He’ll find his way His way His way His way…. Back ‘Cause there’s no rest for the wicked, No home to call his own. No there’s no rest for the wicked, He’s out there all alone. Been to a thousand places Seen many friendly faces But the Navigator’s not wicked, And the Navigator’s comin' home.

Rock . . . There are few things I like more than rock, but the only two I can think of (Chinese classical and Tribal music) are both circumstantially better than rock for me, while rock has a timeless quality for my rebellious soul that I'll never be able to ignore. It calls to me. But doesn't Stacey kick ass? Gotta love the way she takes charge there. I adore the whole band, and I was so happy when they started showing their distinct personalities during the writing process. I believe I've mentioned before (But possibly elsewhere than GA) that Jack and Brady are based off of a friend of mine and me, and our interactions are very similar to theirs. Stacey is based off of another close friend of mine, and Theo . . . If you've ever seen the movie "House of Boys" which is currently on Netflix, Theo is like the character Dean. I won't spoil the movie, but Dean's a hard ass on the surface with an incredibly soft heart.

Chapter 12 The sound of airbrushes filled the air as the black paint was applied to the side of the van. Brady watched with satisfaction as the rusty side of the van was covered up and he could already envision the look it was going to have. They had gone over their logo several times to make sure it was everything they wanted it to be, and then worked it out with the detail guys at the auto body shop to make sure that it would come out the way they wanted it to. They had more money than the

In Tim's defense I barely recognized the name as someone famous, but I could have never told you that the man was a country singer, and probably not even known he was a musician. Of course, country music is practically my least favorite genre (Sorry Adam) so that might have something to do with it.

But I think the point is whether or not Silas will feel the pressure. How his mind will process having his name blasted on the airwaves is all that matters when determining his reaction, whether it's an unfounded fear or not.

The discussion was my goal. Thank you everyone! This is awesome to see. Hold on to your fantasy, because until Silas hears the song I'm not saying anything!

I mentioned it on someone else's review. I've been trying to sneak it in there every once in awhile. I don't want people to lose track of the story, but I want them to know that there is more. I suppose we'll all just have to wait and see how he reacts, won't we? Well, I won't have to wait, but no spoilers!

When I turned twenty-one I was just about to finish my term of service as a Mormon missionary. I don't know what you know about Mormons, but on your mission you aren't allowed to listen to any music not sponsored by the church. If I had to answer this question based off of the day that I turned 21, then I would have to answer with an album produced by the Mormon Tabernacle Choir titled "Love is Spoken Here". Just a few months later I was home from that mission and almost immediately I went out and bought a Rise Against Album titled "Appeal to Reason". I'd have to say that I would choose that over the Mormon Tabernacle Choir any day. This is one of my favorite songs of all time.

Pastor Gregory . . . Nope. Can't say much there. There's a lot of story to go through before you'll have any sort of answer to that one. Chelsea's definitely one to watch right now. Good thing she's got her friends around her to look after her.

Are you certain?

Depression is something I've dealt with off and on over the years, and I can say that I've been down most of the roads it can lead you to. I felt for Chelsea the entire time I wrote her, and still do.

I think as a Taoshi I'm supposed to promise enlightenment. As to Silas' future, I already know a great deal. Did I mention yet that there is going to be a sequel? if not . . . Well, here it is again.

I hope the whole thing will be connected by the end. I try to tie up my loose ends, but sometimes I miss a few. I am not a musician at all, though I do sometimes write parody lyrics (weird Al style). This is the first time I've ever tried to write a serious song though.

There are reasons for most actions we take in life, but I'm afraid I may have already said too much.