In the Shadow of the Star: Discussion Thread (Part 2) - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Child of the 7th Age · 07-14-2003, 08:15 PM

Nuru,

Thanks for hurrying to do that before you leave on Wednesday. I'm going to post it on the discussion thread just to make sure it doesn't inadvertently get erased.

We'll move it over at the appropriate spot on the thread.

Have a good time, however long or short a while you are gone.

Cami

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THE POST

Merimac Muddyfoot burst into the hideout, scanning the room quickly. The one he was looking for was nowhere to be seen. Puzzled and more than a little fearful, he went into the adjoining rooms, but still no sign of life. Sitting down, he gathered his wits together, thinking back to days when they had all been home. What type of places had the little rascal hidden then? All types of places, that was the answer. If he became lost, he could be anywhere. There was no specific "type."

"Hallo, Daddy," a small, tired voice behind him said, and he felt a little hand slip into his. "Have you came to take me home now?"

Merimac turned, and a strangled sob burst from him. He pulled his son close to him, the tears streaming down his cheeks, clasping him tightly. Fosco relaxed in his father's strong arms, confident that he would be taken care of now. He knew he was safe now. There was nothing to fear.

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[ July 14, 2003: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]

07-14-2003, 08:15 PM	#11
Child of the 7th Age Spirit of the Lonely Star Join Date: Mar 2002 Posts: 5,133	Nuru, Thanks for hurrying to do that before you leave on Wednesday. I'm going to post it on the discussion thread just to make sure it doesn't inadvertently get erased. We'll move it over at the appropriate spot on the thread. Have a good time, however long or short a while you are gone. Cami ****************************************** THE POST Merimac Muddyfoot burst into the hideout, scanning the room quickly. The one he was looking for was nowhere to be seen. Puzzled and more than a little fearful, he went into the adjoining rooms, but still no sign of life. Sitting down, he gathered his wits together, thinking back to days when they had all been home. What type of places had the little rascal hidden then? All types of places, that was the answer. If he became lost, he could be anywhere. There was no specific "type." "Hallo, Daddy," a small, tired voice behind him said, and he felt a little hand slip into his. "Have you came to take me home now?" Merimac turned, and a strangled sob burst from him. He pulled his son close to him, the tears streaming down his cheeks, clasping him tightly. Fosco relaxed in his father's strong arms, confident that he would be taken care of now. He knew he was safe now. There was nothing to fear. ****************************************** [ July 14, 2003: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ] __________________ Multitasking women are never too busy to vote.