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A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
CasualWanderer82 commented on CasualWanderer82's story chapter in A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
Glad I could help! 😏 -
A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
CasualWanderer82 commented on CasualWanderer82's story chapter in A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
Thank you, James, for your sweet words and for allowing me to guide you on this journey. See you on the next adventure! -
A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
CasualWanderer82 commented on CasualWanderer82's story chapter in A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
Thank you for being part of it! -
A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
CasualWanderer82 commented on CasualWanderer82's story chapter in A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
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A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
CasualWanderer82 commented on CasualWanderer82's story chapter in A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
"It is also a story for optimists." By far, one of the best reviews I've received. Thank you for your constant support since I started posting. -
A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
CasualWanderer82 commented on CasualWanderer82's story chapter in A Gathering To Lead Me When You're Gone
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It was the darkest night Jacob had ever witnessed. And the stillness it harbored was both soothing and unsettling. As the pickup truck pulled into the cabin's driveway, Jacob could see Sylas sitting on the small steps just outside the front door, his back hunched, looking defeated. Jacob and Casey stepped outside just as Sylas stood up, his eyes welling up at the sight of Jacob. Through his apparent despair, a smile erupted. Jacob walked up to him and placed his hand on his shoulder. They stared
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Although death is always painful, Christian lived a full life and was able to finally embrace his love. As far as our boy Jacob is concerned, he may have a heavy cross to bare, sure. But time will show how resilient his heart really is. He said it himself. If you carry the love inside, it never truly dies...😉
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Truthfully, it had been a while since I had sat and read this chapter. As I edited it before posting, I realized it is very much my "love letter" to Jacob and Christian's relationship. Definitely a highlight from my "Men Of Honor" writing experience.
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[The year 2023] The city's central park beamed with life. Children ran around playing hide and seek while young couples walked with their hands held, and people of an older age sat on benches, reminiscing on the vibrancy of the life they once had. "There used to be a lake down there, did you know?" The elderly female said, peeking at Jacob, who sat next to her husband, his hands in his pockets, wearing these huge sunglasses, his left leg crossed over his right. "I didn't, no." Jac
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Glad you're enjoying the ride! ❤️
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Once the story is done, I will gladly return to your comments. Don't want to spoil what's to come. 😉
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[San Francisco - 1981] Sylas sat on the cold marble floor, legs bent, and his head dunked between them, sobbing uncontrollably as hordes of hospital staff rushed past him, seemingly oblivious to his suffering. Eventually, a female doctor walked up to him, and after brushing the tears from his eyes, Sylas finally lifted his head. "Are you here for Mr. Sanchez?" The woman asked hastily. Sylas lifted his body off the floor, eyes puffy and soaking. "Yes." He replied, his voice soundin
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Ballad Of The Forsaken
CasualWanderer82 commented on CasualWanderer82's story chapter in Ballad Of The Forsaken
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"Hold still." Casey instructed as he attempted to trim Jacob's overgrown beard using a sharp shaving blade. "Leave it. Who cares, anyway?" Jacob uttered impatiently. "I care. Three weeks ago, you looked hot. Now you look homeless. Besides, you're always scratching it." Casey remarked. The boy sat on Jacob's lap, his legs swathing his pelvis. Both wore military pants and were shirtless, with nothing around their chests but their tags. Jacob took his hands around Casey's waist and
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Dear Chris, thank YOU so much for the feedback and for following my work. Stay tuned for Chapter 3. 😉
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Like a journal entry, private and poignant. Death's just another door we must go through. Thank you for sharing.
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Interesting...
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I see what you did there 😏 And I love Sylas too. ❤️
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Jacob sat there, tilting the glass of wine in his hand just enough to let a few drops fall over the white silk napkin on that perfectly decorated wedding table. "Jacob...Jacob!" A female voice uttered, snapping him out of the haze he found himself in. "Yeah?" Jacob asked, his voice lagging and his eyes inebriated. "It's your turn." The woman informed, her face in a state of mild panic as she looked around the large room, filled with round tables, white silk towels, plates full of
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Buckle your seatbelt, Scrubber.
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Thank you for the feedback. Hope you enjoy the surprises to come. 😉
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[Italy - 1989] The sound of Dorian's heels walking across the cold floor echoed through the cold hospital halls. His pace was swift, and his head stretched to the sides while he tried to read the room numbers. He suddenly halted as he reached a room with the 56th plate, barely visible, worn out, and slightly tilted to the side. He stood in front of the door, glancing around the corridor. Then, as he took a deep breath, he entered, closing the door behind him. He couldn't avoid noticing the
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Christian stood in front of the mirror with his head sloped, his green eyes staring at himself, his legs bare naked and sporting the top part of a very fancy tux. "What do you think?" He questioned, searching his friend's eyes through the mirror for endorsement. Christian was 23, straight, had blonde curly hair and beautiful green eyes, had a smooth jock build, was 5.10, and about to get married. "Nice ass." Jacob teased, looking at Christian's tight boxers clutching his firm bubble bu
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Jacob and Christian have been best friends since high school. Christian is getting married soon, so they spend one last weekend together in Jacob's cabin to celebrate. But a chance encounter with three unknown men will change their lives irrevocably.
