Passions in Prose |
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Memories, Part 1- The Renegade |
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AceoConas Junior Member
since 2002-04-20
Posts 27AK, anchorage |
Just a quick note. Anything in Italics is a thought or memory. * * * "You know you're not ready for this! Natal, don't leave!" Natal sighed. "You don't want me to grow up, do you?" This silent question startled his parents, forcing them to look at the boy in a different perspective. They knew, when they looked at him, behind the blonde hair, green eyes, and cargo khakis was a young man, ready to leave his parents. "Natal, if you must leave, be safe." * * * It was one week later, when all hell broke loose, and The Renegade got burned... [i]" Where's the money?" the young Natal was thrown against the wall. "I don't have it." came the shaky reply. " Well that's to bad. You'll have to pay... with your life!" As the bullet made contact, a thought fleeted through his mind. [i] Will they know?[i/][i/] ****************************** Tell me what you think! ![]() ![]() |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Aceo, It's good and exciting but a little short. Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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AceoConas Junior Member
since 2002-04-20
Posts 27AK, anchorage |
Sadly, this piece of prose will be the end. The whole story got deleted. ![]() |
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