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Dreamweaver
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Dreamweaver

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Thank you DS for that interjection. I do agree with you: I don't spend time pursuing guilds these days at all. It really doesn't seem to increase one's circle of readers, which is the effect I'd primarily hope for.
And thanks, Brent! Things fare very nicely indeed. Work is enjoyable and paying for my modest yet comfortable lifestyle, so I shan't complain in the least! I trust life finds you equally hale and hearty.
Dreamweaver

05-Dec-2008 04:24:40

Dreamweaver
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<~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ DEPARTURE ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~>
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“Honey, do I have a clean undershir...”
“In the drawer, love.”
“Thanks. Seen my tunic?”
“Hanging on the peg.”
And so it was on many a brisk and frosty Varrock morning in Alfred and Belladora's house. Alfred, a long-serving city guard, disliked early starts. Still, his wife of 28 years seemed to keep him organised and never seemed to mind his occasional grumpiness.
Bella bustled in from the kitchen and pressed a brown paper bundle into the aging
guard's outstretched hand. “It's the last of the ham today hon, but it should keep you upright until you get home.”
'Thank you Bella.”
The two kissed briefly, an action that–-although identical every day--still held unmistakable love and tenderness.
“I'll visit the market later for bread and cheese. Will you be in the area?”
“Probably. Look out for me, anyway. Love you, Bel.”
“Love you too, Alf.”
Alfred stepped from his home and turned northwards, the wooden door swinging shut behind him.
A while later, Belladora left the house too and, following her husband's earlier route, walked towards the stores. Crossing the main square a few minutes later, her eyes darted to one of the recently erected signposts.
“476 Guards killed today”, it proclaimed triumphantly.
Disgusted, she turned away and continued across the plaza, only to stop short in her tracks. At her feet, ham and bread was mashed into the pavement, torn brown paper flapping lazily in the breeze.

~Dreamweaver~
December, 2008

05-Dec-2008 06:44:51 - Last edited on 05-Dec-2008 06:48:28 by Dreamweaver

97swiftarm

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Oh Dream! That... that is a brilliant story! It's good to see it isn't comedy, either. Not that I don't like it, but your serious stories always give me more... pleasure? My gawd, that sounds like I love blood and death and misery. I'm a terrible person.
But no, the way you set this up was masterful. Tenderness, love and happiness... all ripped away with one sentence! Excellent!
I look forward to seeing new works. Oh, I'm happy now ^-^

05-Dec-2008 09:50:07

Dreamweaver
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Dreamweaver

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*Celebrates wildly*
Woo, I've impressed Master DieScammers! That is cause for celebration indeed. Honestly, I'm really happy you like this latest piece, and I agree that it really does me good to get out my 'rut' of slapstick comedy. I'm happy with how it came out.
Thanks so much for commenting.
Dreamweaver

06-Dec-2008 20:07:38

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