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Priestly Arrives —- Ragdoll Chronicles. 1.25.18
Ragdoll Chronicles 01.25.18 “Throw him down the chute!” The five merged on Chase who was trying to get out what appeared to be the front door but it was in fact a door to nowhere. The storm he had ventured through and from which he had sought refuge by entering the restaurant was not visible…
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The Restaurant: Ragdoll Chronicles 1.15.18
Ragdoll Chronicles 01.15.18 “Throw him down the chute!” The five merged on Chase who was trying to get out what appeared to be the front door but was in fact a door to nowhere. The storm he had come through was not visible through the glass, nothing was. Just as they were about to grab…
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RUNAWAY: Ragdoll Chronicles 01.03.1918
NOTE THESE ENTRIES ARE THE DRAFT OF A BOOK I AM WRITING AND THERE WILL BE ERRORS. ================================================================= Ragdoll Chronicles 1.13.18 @ 0515 © Gordon Kuhn All rights reserved. “Get away from the pond,” both Starter and Cawkin shouted while waving their wings and hopping up and down. But it was too late. One stepped…
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Chase Seeks Refuge from the Rain. 01.10.2018 @ 0312
Denise staggered to the front door in a daze. She turned the knob and the wind flung the door free of her grip. “Jesus!” Robert stepped inside, his face contorted with anger and concern. “Where is the boy?” He grabbed his former wife by her shoulders. “How could you let this happen?” “I had no…
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The Pond: Ragdoll Chronicles Cont. 1.9.2018 at 0315
“Nouveau!” the entire Murder of Crows called out. Some took to the air to scan the surrounding area as the Clowder of Cats spread out also searching. Cawkin stood still as all about him searchers called out to the Rag Man. “The Gypsy Girl,” he turned to Starter. “Did anyone get her name?” “Yes,” Starter…
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Ragdoll Chronicles qouted on 1.6.18 at 0250
“There shall come a time when the moon has gone from sight and the sun is darkened as if in clouds. Then shall those who have slept for centuries return to take the land and the power from those who have come to be here and subjugate them with powers granted them by the master…
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Ragdoll Chronicles at 1619 on 01.05.2018
The phone rang in Robert Langdon’s apartment just as he was stepping out into the rain. “Oh,” he groaned, “now what.” With little speed he approached the ringing device and picked it up. “Robert,” Denise’s shrill voice made him move the receiver from his ear. “Robert! Where are you?” “I am right here on the…
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Ragdoll Chronicles Continued Post at 0821 on 01.05.18
Denise returned from a trip to the garage where she had a second refrigerator keeping several trays of cookie dough setting up and waiting to go into the oven. “Coffee,” she said to herself softly with a sigh as she took a small rag from her pocket and wiped her brow, “I simply need either…
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Ragdoll Chronicles 0518 on 01.04.18
“Nouveau.” The sound of the word crept into Robert Langdon’s apartment. Not loud, not soft. But it came. It came almost as a breeze of fresh air would that was tainted with the new smell of rain, and nearly as imperceptible. It came floating as Robert Langdon tilted his head back and swallowed the last…
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1.3.18 Ragman Chronicles
01.03.2018 There were cookies, enormous ones, brown, thick, with melted chocolate chips oozing flavor from the inside out sitting on a large plate, covering the entire surface sitting atop a table near the fireplace. The boy had been watching them for hours; his tongue tasting them while trapped inside his mouth for such was his…
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 