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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 8:38 am
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“This is the rising of a dead man’s chest…”
Quietly sipping my coffee, it comes to my attention that someone else has sat down at the table adjacent to me. My eyes never really leave the tome in front of me, yet peripherally I can make out basic details about this person. Young, dark hair, matching dark eyes make up the facial features of this intriguing fox.
I can tell that she is deep into her book, some fiction story by a young hotshot author who was just tasting his first bit of stardom. She seemed completely devoured by it, enthralled and engaged like I rarely saw the average idiot here. Night after night I enjoyed watching the sheep that came in here, always amazed by how simple they seemed. This one was different. I didn’t know how yet, but she was most certainly not a sheep.
“The loss that you gave me, Isn't rational for me to see, Resistance is futile, I stand here alone…”
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 4:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 8:22 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 10:55 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 6:43 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 7:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 10:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 7:23 pm
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Well, I hardly do this anymore.. which is saddens me when I think about it. Anyways, lets get tot his.
Within the sentence Kirby pointed out, "She seemed completely devoured by it, enthralled and engaged like I rarely saw the average idiot here." I believe.. you are missing a word, only because the statement seems incoherent.. try adding.. "in" after "I rarely saw.." and before "..the average idiot."
It seems to make the whole sentence more clear.
What intrigued me was the metaphores of sheep. It is the same ideal as cattle, but then again.. not. Though the grammar seems a little strange in this line.. this is what I suggest.
"..watching the sheep that came in here,; always amazed by how simple they seemed."
And to be honest, the italic quotations, left me speechless. They added a whole new dimension, feel, like they stand alone.. but mean everything to the story that is to come.
Other then that, the writing is fantastic. You have always enthralled my senses with your vibrant and visual pleasing (and may I say, plausible, in my mind) words.
There you are Satanas. One comment from the infamous Tak-Jak. Sorry for making you wait.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 7:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 7:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 8:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 8:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 8:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 8:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 8:24 pm
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