Parker Owens
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Indeed, Wally and Graham seem to have made a real connection. Funny how that can happen over the oddest things. But Wally, foolish man, left himself vulnerable to that most merciless of predators, the sea, if only to be of service to Graham. Or for the sake of that wonderful new connection. But for now, the sea must have the final word. I am glad you continue to read and follow this story!
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Cookie is an old pro, a master hunter. Wally doesn't even know he's been cornered, right? Graham is a new thing...a friend on equal terms. And you are right, there is no predation or hunting involved. This is a very new and happy experience for Wally.
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Where is this tale going? You mean besides directly to the cliff edge? I am glad you have questions, and that you continue to read the story. I cannot supply you with any answers, however. Sorry about that. Your very kind words are causing me to blush.
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Thank you, my friend. You are giving me excellent data on my experiment with seven syllable lines. I am glad you liked how it worked and flowed. Many many thanks.
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I am very happy you liked it. The movement from dark to light worked, and I am glad you felt the appeal to the senses. Many thanks for reading.
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Beautiful, haunting, and enchanting all at once. You have spun out a marvelous tale about hope and life. It is perfect and wonderful.
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Thank you, Dugh. I am unused to 7 syllable lines. It worked out happily.
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Thank you, tim. Dawn is one of my favorite moments of the day.
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Dawn If I could share your sunrise, as it glows upon the hill, its brow all dark and fir clad, waiting patiently and still for light to work its magic on the darkened fields so still, I'd call upon the dawn bright, help me all your dreams fulfill. Yet even as the moon fades from my window far away, I color myself rueful that we spent no time to lay in velvet hours of darkness or on whited fields to play such sport as we might think of under starlight's gentle ray. Now come a
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Welcome, Ethan. A great chapter of the sort only you can create. But my goodness, will the neighbors have to call to keep the noise down?
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Breathe deep. Patience, patience. But I am sorry to have left you clinging to the side of the ship. Alas, there is no rhyme or reason to the name for the ship, excepting that I thought it sounded about right for a thoroughly unnautical sort of name for a ship. Fascinating connection to Mitchell Feigenbaum. Never thought of that. Thanks a ton for reading!
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Glad you think it was good work, even though I unfortunately had to leave you in that uncomfortable position for a little while. I hope to be forgiven someday. Thanks for reading to this point....
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Sorry to leave you hanging on the side of the ship like that. But at least I hope it was a good chapter for you up to that point....thanks for continuing to read the story....
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Guilty as charged. But it's so doggone irresistible! Besides, the chapter was getting a bit long, no? Hope it was good up until that point, at least!
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This was an unexpected treat; like Gary, I was expecting sadness. I, too, recall the chance to lick the spoon, the mixing beaters or the bowl. Such simple delights. Like Tim Conway and Carol Burnett, these are timeless pleasures. Your lines evoke memory after memory, scene after scene in my mind. I thank you for this.
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I just couldn't resist the movement to the cliff at this point. I am glad you felt the buildup to the storm worked. The idea was to sneak up on it. Of course, Wally was not at his brightest, was he? It seems a certain researcher might have clouded his mind. What foolishness occurs when the heart is engaged...
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Wally was not being his most intelligent self, was he? But concern - and maybe something more - for Graham made him do something quite foolish. Many thanks for your kind words, and for reading the story to this point.
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Are those torches I'm seeing? Goodness, I just thought traffic was heavy tonight. Future chapters will have to determine just how proud you will be of me, my friend. But I must thank you once again for reading the story, and for your insightful (and highly amusing) comments.
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I have been pummeled bloody, it appears, so your description is apt. But the chapter was getting rather long, wasn't it? I will leave it to your discerning vision to determine what it is you are seeing on the stormy seas. Foolishness, that is certain, but the heart will make fools of us all, sometimes. I thank you for continuing to read the story, and for your wonderful comments.
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This piece is one of my very favorite melodies of all time; deeply ingrained in my mind. I cannot help but agree that it is exactly apropos your writing. But I can thank you, too!
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I hope you are not too upset with me - the chapter was getting quite long, too - but the amount of trouble Wally might get into pales in comparison to the trouble he might experience if he is swept away into the sea. It was a really foolish thing for Wally to have done, but what you say about nascent love is quite true...
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You put it very well. The sea has no forgiveness, and is an utterly remorseless hunter. I am a (little) sorry for the cliffie, but the chapter was going on a rather long while...
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I can only comment that you never can tell, can you? Sorry about the cliffie; but it was getting to be a rather long chapter, too. I hope at least the remainder of the chapter was enjoyable!
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You had me smiling at the PT session; smiling more broadly with Nathan in the coffee shop; frowning at Alek's sister and the memories all that dredged up, and the hurt it must have caused Nathan; and more smiles in going to the university. The point is that I am swept along into this story, something you have done effortlessly. Liam has made some good choices - choosing active recovery, choosing to move forward in life, choosing Nathan. And then you use the ominous words almost perfect. Why do I have the feeling there is something bad looming over the horizon?
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He smiled to himself. Even though the clock said the time was barely past two in the morning, he felt alive. Almost happy, maybe. He stood at the sink in the galley area, washing up a few dishes left by some nocturnal researchers. He looked over his shoulder. Nobody coming. Not that he was anxious or anything. Just about every night for the past ten days, Graham had come down for coffee and a snack in the early morning hours. Of course, Graham stayed for a bit of Japanese translation. They tri
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