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Vetren'iy [working title] #1.1 Prelude (and) Rare Word, Refuge (cont'd) Note: Ragged still, on edges, I'm afraid...Scrap-sort of first chapter/prelude to Vetren'iy...'Tis the atmosphere and questions

Dead a long time. A very long time. Dead? Oy, the the idea comes near inducing the suicidal, thought-wise. ^_~ Ach, but in all honesty, the Chair can't die--its characters ...

Brevity is the soul of wit--so 'tis said. I rather think wit gives brevity its soul, in the end. Though aside from that slightly impertinent sidenote, I wonder. You've stated ...

'Lo Sela! ^_^ Oy, you know I've told you your writing is good--more, I suppose, it has a storyteller's sense about it, and an un-self-conscious sort of directness. You've an ...

Hey Anreya! ^^ Welcome to YWS and all that--finally, yes? I can only reiterate the, er, impishly affectionate advice I gave in your guestbook. Post a story. Not being perfect ...

Thanks, Brad--earnestly. If the poem has impishness, the thanks at least, are entirely straightforward. ^_^ (And thank you, Jack, CL and kitty. ^_^) IMP

To Nine-- Oy, the alliteration is deft--not too heavy nor cheap, it seems to drop from one line to the next. Something in 'rich funeral' sounds odd. Perhaps 'tis the ...

9 April 2008 (#1) My apologies for this one... it's an attempt, sans impish flippancy, to play with the terribly unstructured. double-shot name [thimble-full] She can't find her name any ...

9 April 2008 (#1) My apologies for this one... it's an attempt, sans impish flippancy, to play with the terribly unstructured. double-shot name [thimble-full] She can't find her name any ...

Hey Chernobyl, You rather know some of my thoughts already. But I'll sum up, so to speak, again--if briefly. The inner dialogue, confused and tormented on doubt is brilliant. I'm ...

Ha, welcome and, er, all that. ...you've made a fantastically silly entrance, my friend. ^_~ As such, and characteristically, it's dead-damned serious as well. Anyhow, you'll fit in rather well... ...

Er, I've not much. Mostly 'tis scraps everyday and musings, and the things that come out are image as much as meaning, or meaning without the dome of any sort ...

Er, April Fool's, da? o0

Hello. Er, my name's what you think it isn't, right? Meaning it is. Makes perfect sense. -Tov

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