Back on the road working this morning. I’m working on my usual writing as well as some tech plans for doing some storytelling busking. I think it will play very well in downtown Augusta. Busking is something I’ve always wanted to do, and honestly, if there’s a “Romantic” kind of busking, I bet storytelling is it. Once I do, I’ll probably vlog some of it, and tell you a little bit about my experience.
Not much else is going on right now. I tend to work 12 hours a day on the days that I work, so when I’m working, everything kind of becomes interior to me. My mind takes time to fuel up on podcasts and consuming stories, then on my off days I let it pour out. I think it’s a pretty good system.
10 – We Meet Again
While Windy waited in The Quill’s lair,
She busied herself by looking around.
But she didn’t find much information
Not much knowledge was to be found-
About this mysterious woman,
And her mysterious ways.
But her search didn’t last long anyway.
For the Quill returned to her place.
She climbed up through the window
So silently that Windy jumped.
Quill: “No reason to fright, Windy-girl.
I hope I didn’t leave you too stumped.”
Windy shook her head no,
A little sheepish that-
She had been looking through The Quill’s stuff
Blush upon Windy’s cheeks did not lack.
Quill: “I have found information on the ones
We are both looking for.
Hurry. We must move quickly!
Who knows what this lead has in store?
Windy and Quill arrived a moment later,
Down by an old place near the docks.
Quill: “Nobody comes down here anymore.
Too many issues and rocks.
This pier should have never been built.
No ships can easily arrive.”
Windy: “Do you think Fort is in one of these little shacks?”
Quill: “I think you might be right.”
Just then, Quill motioned for Windy to duck,
Below the dune they stood on.
A moment later they saw 4 pirates.
Quill: “More of Tragic’s pawns.”
The pirates were searching the various shacks,
And seemed to settle on one.
The leader said something, and a moment later,
The door to the shack burst open.
A young girl dashed out and tried to escape,
But was grabbed by a handful of hair.
Then a young man tumbled out of the shack,
And began to fight the pirates there.
Windy: “Fort!” Windy whispered, though she wanted to shout.
Then Quill rose up.
And sauntered towards the bout.
Quill: “Pirates of The Nest hear my words!
All of you will live tonight,
If you hand over The Prince Fortinato,
And my sister to me forthright!”
That’s right!!! The Quill and Lolly are sisters. This marks the ending of my first completed book/episode since beginning the daily journals. I’m happy to put it up in my story collection, and you can view the whole story here. – https://docs.google.com/document/d/1B-XRVRIoU9Qq-EkDM81esJZk5payG-GnqJ_SdoBRF1s/edit?usp=sharing
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