I giggled and laughed...what a wonderful story! Master Baiter indeed. Another viewer called this a romp, and I wholeheartedly agree. And a splendid one at that. Can't wait now for affordable space travel...
You have it succinctly, perfectly. The table is turned, and now the chill in the pit of the stomach belongs to himself. I am glad you thought this a nicely turned chapter. It is so good of you to read this story, and respond.
You have an excellent question, but no answer, for now. It is a chilling chapter, because your remarks are spot on. And that means the predator-turned-prey is surely about to learn something about power and being powerless from Ted. I thank you for reading this story so far, and for your particularly acute reading.
Ted is just as menacing and foreboding as our original predator, if not more so. I wondered if I needed more, and decided against it. So glad you felt the same way. Thanks so much for reading this and remarking on it.
No Ted wasted not one moment. It's a complex set of emotions, isn't it? It's hard to disentangle how to feel exactly about a situation like this one. I am glad you thought the ending was good; it took a long while to come to that very conclusion. Thanks so much for your remarks and for reading the second chapter.
Scary, and it isn't even Halloween. No need for vampires or were creatures to get the chills. Can't argue with your statement about alcohol. Hope this story is worth the while, and doesn't bend the mind too, too much. Many thanks for reading and commenting.
Ted definitely appears to get more than lucky. The predator is no longer so fortunate. Suddenly he feels what it is like to be in the talons of another one such as himself. Thanks for coming back for another chapter!
This may indeed be karma, or divine retribution, or just getting back what comes and goes around. But you are surely right that the brutality is no less real...thanks for reading, and for your reflection.
He woke to the sound of water running in the shower.
Who? His roommate almost never rose early. He tried vainly to clear his head.
A low note sounded over the hiss of cascading water. Was someone humming? Singing? His brain felt thick, and he had to make a concentrated effort to bring his faculties to bear, trying to figure out where he was. A pounding ache that radiated from deep inside his skull beat any hangover he could remember.
Light. The light was on. It shone dimly in the room.
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In the last review, I said how much I liked the alternate reality you constructed. As before, you draw me in and help me make sense of the world you created. And in this chapter, you really help me understand more of its nature in Micah's reaction, and in the way Jordan and Brandon try to help mend that. Your dialogue is engagingly written, especially. Thank you.
I send you a deep and heartfelt hug for what you felt you had to do, and then another for the pain and hurt you endure. But most of all, I wish you peace and healing for the cry of hurt this poem conveys all too well. You write so effectively, so clearly, and the ache comes right through.
Why is it that you have a knack for writing words I felt years ago, or feel now? You connect me to powerful moments in my life when all I could do was watch other people enjoy, love, and laugh, all while I wondered why I could not do the same. Bravo to your younger self for its eloquence.
Fate may not be Adrian at all, but Marty being there to help Zac understand himself. Adrian may be Kenny's fate. Imagine that. Nice chapter, esp. Lonnie and Billy. Thank you.
You just made an old man blush. Thanks! I am very glad you liked these. The stars are endlessly inspiring, but so are the various scientific and mathematical ideas that permeate our everyday lives. At least, it seems that way to me....
I am taken with how happy domesticity seems to agree with Jason and Corey. You write their admission of desire for each other from their early years so very naturally. Corey's therapy must be paying off, as he used the 'trust' word freely and easily. They seem so very happy, and that makes me happy, too. Thank you.
According to Newton, mind you. Then the attraction is proportional to your squares...or squarely in your proportions....or something...in any event, I am very glad you liked these. I hoped they would evoke and convoke images to get your heart rate up a little. Too soon for dragons to hibernate for winter...
So glad you liked these. Perhaps if I watched my weight a little less, I'd be more attractive...or have more gravitas, perhaps...thanks for reading and leaving your remarks!
Newton would be glad of that . And your comment on Music is very kind. Inspiration from the stars is easier when one gets up as doggone early as I seem to...thanks so much for reading these.