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Jellyfish -2-

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As I woke up the next morning I didn’t know where to turn. I had serious misgivings about my choices so far. I was getting involved, and with that come a price, vulnerability. And that was a price I wasn’t sure I could afford. I also had made a new powerful enemy, knowing all too much about my shady past. Yes, I’m referring to Ivan that wanted to buy Alana.

Darkness

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I'm not sure, but I'm thinking of writing a dark story. I don't mean a story where 'evil reins supreme'. That's just the opposite side of the mirror as I see it, and not satisfactory to me. Its all to easy to ignore your characters dignity and abuse them, they can't protest can they?

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Inspiration?

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Anyone seen it?

Ah, thought I had it but the darned thing just slipped through my fingers.

If you find it, please return it.
It was a gleaming glittering thing, looking quite nice.

Anyway, I hope you all will have a nice Christmas.

Cheers.
Yor.

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Ps:

If you find chapter thirteen a little weak I'm afraid that I have to agree.
It's like Churchill once said. "Sometimes blood sweat and tears just ain't enough."
Or something to that matter?

Ds: I've tried to 'edit' it a little to make it readable now, well, as i see it :)

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Adam's own, -chapter 13-

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Eliah and Damien were already out on the prowl, looking for the little miscreants, goaded by our Mr Waverly.

“And you find them better find them this time.”

They had been searching high and low without finding them and as they sat in their car discussing where their next effort should take them Elias said.

“Brother Damien, a point of observation only.”

“Yes brother Eliah?”

“The fuel indicator, it hasn’t moved at all?”

Testing Teaser -3-

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The next night I couldn’t sleep, and Andy hadn’t turned up. Somewhere in the middle of the morning I went up, sitting, wrapped up in my old blanket. Well, I told you it was cold didn't I? Rereading my old newspapers, the books I used to love to read was still back in Bergen, and the only thing I had left to entertain myself with were those old rags. As I turned to the glamour section in my yesterdays paper, you know, the one where they write about all those film stars and stuff, I suddenly found myself looking at Andy.

My stories

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So i haven't wrote a iota about anything those last days. At least not on my stories here, and very little on those other story's I, stupidly enough, promised to finish elsewhere. A promise made?

But those story are becoming sooo big (It's definitely the stories fault, not mine. They just don't want to finish. Yep, I think they are 'fighting back'?). And as I only use two fingers writing I'm expecting them to soon enough just be stubs of their former existence, the fingers that is, well maybe the stories too? If I don't continue writing them that is.

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About critique and civility.

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I’ve been thinking of some comments written in my ‘comment section’, and, yes I was less than thrilled. Oh, I’m a big boy now, I can take it, but? To my eyes they are just stories and you neither have to hate nor love them. I mean, it’s not as you’re going to bed them, are you? Most of my stories spring from experiences, either directly or ‘second handed’ through others experiences and life’s, but as for the truth of them? Well, somewhere I expect they have happened, or possibly will, probability alone almost guarantees it. More than that I won't offer..

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Testing Teaser -2-

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I looked at her, now becoming very suspicious. Why the hell would they want me? Could she be sent by the Germans? But there it was, three passports, all real, staring on me at my table. I decided to play along for the time being and see what more surprises she had for me.

“Passports, I don’t need no stinking passports dear.” I said. “I can stay here as long as I want.” Smiling.

“No, you can’t.” She said. “The wehrmacht knows who you are now. They are going to get you exchanged.”

“For what? I’m no spy?”

Testing Teaser -1-

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I don't know about you, but sometimes things just don't work out for me :)
So I'm stopping my writing now and then, not that I haven't ideas, just that another one sucks me in.
And I was really, really planning to write on those other stories I have, not here. But then this dumb muse knocked on the door again and my two braincells started to fight.

And yeah, the left one won.
So I wrote this one yesterday.
But this is only a test. So you tell me?
Should I do something with it?

(If I do it won't come along quickly, I already have too many to 'do')

But it smells delicious to my, ah, refined (?) taste :)

Black ice.

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Black ice
By Yor

This one starts out all fun and games
But it gets darker.

And the abrupt ending?
Well, let's just say that my characters could, and should, have behaved better.
But I still like it, ah, sort of? I mean, why else would I have wrote it?

Maybe you will too.

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Adam's own -chapter 1-

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Adam's Own
by Yor

I thought you might like it.

It's about a young guy finding himself in trouble.
And the solutions that comes, and where they might take him.

If you do like it tell me :)
If you don't
Ah?

Well, tell me.

(Yeah, I tried to 'clean it up' a little, hopefully making it more readable.)

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