Tag: Fairy Tales
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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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Aleen; The Ragdoll Chronicles 01.08.2018
01.08.18 Ragdoll Chronicles Cont. He sat up high on the hill above the city of Ilandia His six foot wingspan had been closed and wrapped securely around him more for warmth than stealth and concealment. He sat alone, disliking being near the others who were mostly newlings out for their first hunt and kill mission.…
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A Prophesy Regarding Aleen from Book One of The Ragdoll Chronicles 01.06.18 at 0307
A Prophesy “The Great Winged Assassin Aleen sat like a large boulder perched on the side of Mount Bastion across the valley from where The Castle Ur stood. His vantage point overlooked the Sea of Rife and the Companion Halls of Medore. He took a deep breath in and listened as his leathery skin expanded…
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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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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…
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RAGMAN CHRONICLES 12.18.17
The Ragdoll Chronicles: I Am Nouveau As the two stood in the Glen they suddenly noticed they had been passed over by a shadow. In fact the sky above them had shifted from a light blue to a growing and respectfully ominous gray. The sudden increasing darkness caused them to look up, and there they…
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 