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Subject: Sanglant - Beyond the Thrusts - Chapter 3 - Short


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Jenn S and Loveroy
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Date Posted: Tuesday, August 10, 11:29:47pm
In reply to: Jennifer S and Loveroy's New Story 's message, "Sanglant - Beyond the Thrusts" on Thursday, August 05, 12:16:30am

The ferry crossed the canal with the comfortable repetition of an hourly schedule, its cargo as always a combination of high tech deliveries and black clad individuals. This trip however had one anomaly, for a handsome stranger wearing a herringbone tweed coat over a black Gautier suit and a pair of sunshades booked passage. The outsider stood by the bow of the ferry taking in the quaint view and didn’t say a word to those milling around him. His tongue tasted the dew-covered sea breeze, with its delectable hint of salt-water taffy flavor. His eyes took in the beauty of the region, the calming effect of the crystal clear bay water and the sounds of the sea moving beneath the hull.

Michael Samuelle felt agitated and overwhelmed with a sense of dread, but he didn’t know why. Michael had never been to this part of the world so his apprehension was unexplainable. He could see black and white images in his mind’s eye of skeletons and a crying baby boy, plus what looked like the bowels of the earth sans the intensity of color. Michael took in the beauty surrounding him, the land, the houses, the countryside and since buying and selling real estate was more than a business that earned him a comfortable living he enjoyed the scenery even more. Given his love of architecture and appreciation of land and home, the thought of living in a place like this gave him pause.

The captain of the ferry honked the ship’s horn when he crossed its counterpart going the opposite way and back to the mainland they’d left behind. The almost empty boat slowly returning to the dock with just one passenger, the jean clad body toped by a white lab coat never leaving the interest of the journal pages being read. Michael didn’t pay attention to the salutations exchanged by either boat,or the lonely passenger, he was too anxious with the matter at hand and too intrigued by his unexplained feelings of falter.

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Hmm. Can't wait to see where this is going. (NT)MichelleBWednesday, August 11, 07:48:04am
I see .....(r)Lady ESaturday, August 14, 12:32:49am
Sanglant - Beyond the Thrusts - Chapter 4Loveroy and Jennifer SWednesday, August 18, 04:02:38am


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