And Then There Were Three


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And Then There Were Three

Posted By: poenadare Date: 9/15/11 7:36 p.m.
In Response To: Re: Mark Four (poenadare)

Gheritt White had been floatin' six feet off th' deck fer three tides. His feet an' hands tingled, an' his one good eye burned wi' th' flames o' a dyin' fire. He eyeballed his hands, but th' fire in his one good eye made th' lad's blink. Tears came, an' when he opened his one good eye again, his hands had been melted into fleshy pancakes that wafted in th' ripples flowin' o'er th' fire in his one good eye.
Gheritt hadn't always been alone, he could vaguely recall from somewhere inside his broken mind that thar had been shipmates, lovers, murderers.
He recalled a theory he had come up wi' after a bloody wheelhouse brawl. Th' theory be simple. At some point in time, sea dogs an' land lubbers be a murderer. Whether or nay they erefelt remorse, they had all wanted someone dead. Hatred. Sea dogs an' land lubbers knew th' feelin' o' hatred. Gheritt had known hatred in that wheelhouse. His beater had laughed at the'r bloody faces, a yo ho ho which now echoed through his ears, rhythmically blocking ou' th' other voice in th' cell.
He escaped into th' briny waves.
Th' waves.

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: Gheritt White had been floatin' six feet off th' deck fer three tides. His : feet an' hands tingled, an' his one good eye burned wi' th' flames o' a : dyin' fire. He eyeballed his hands, but th' fire in his one good eye made : th' lad's blink. Tears came, an' when he opened his one good eye again, : his hands had been melted into fleshy pancakes that wafted in th' ripples : flowin' o'er th' fire in his one good eye. : Gheritt hadn't always been alone, he could vaguely recall from somewhere : inside his broken mind that thar had been shipmates, lovers, murderers. : He recalled a theory he had come up wi' after a bloody wheelhouse brawl. Th' : theory be simple. At some point in time, sea dogs an' land lubbers be a : murderer. Whether or nay they erefelt remorse, they had all wanted someone : dead. Hatred. Sea dogs an' land lubbers knew th' feelin' o' hatred. : Gheritt had known hatred in that wheelhouse. His beater had laughed at : the'r bloody faces, a yo ho ho which now echoed through his ears, : rhythmically blocking ou' th' other voice in th' cell. : He escaped into th' briny waves. : Th' waves.

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	And Then There Were Three
	Posted By: poenadare	Date: 9/15/11 7:36 p.m.
	In Response To: Re: Mark Four (poenadare) Gheritt White had been floatin' six feet off th' deck fer three tides. His feet an' hands tingled, an' his one good eye burned wi' th' flames o' a dyin' fire. He eyeballed his hands, but th' fire in his one good eye made th' lad's blink. Tears came, an' when he opened his one good eye again, his hands had been melted into fleshy pancakes that wafted in th' ripples flowin' o'er th' fire in his one good eye. Gheritt hadn't always been alone, he could vaguely recall from somewhere inside his broken mind that thar had been shipmates, lovers, murderers. He recalled a theory he had come up wi' after a bloody wheelhouse brawl. Th' theory be simple. At some point in time, sea dogs an' land lubbers be a murderer. Whether or nay they erefelt remorse, they had all wanted someone dead. Hatred. Sea dogs an' land lubbers knew th' feelin' o' hatred. Gheritt had known hatred in that wheelhouse. His beater had laughed at the'r bloody faces, a yo ho ho which now echoed through his ears, rhythmically blocking ou' th' other voice in th' cell. He escaped into th' briny waves. Th' waves.

Seven Days	poenadare	9/12/11 4:50 a.m.
Re: Seven Days LINK	Godot	9/12/11 6:30 a.m.
Re: Seven Days	poenadare	9/12/11 6:40 a.m.
Re: Seven Days	Godot	9/12/11 7:48 a.m.
Seven Days Less One	poenadare	9/13/11 4:23 a.m.
Re: Seven Days Less One	treellama	9/13/11 4:35 a.m.
Re: Seven Days Less One	poenadare	9/13/11 5:25 a.m.
Fiver	poenadare	9/14/11 4:46 a.m.
Re: Fiver	Godot	9/14/11 6:29 a.m.
Mark Four	poenadare	9/15/11 3:19 a.m.
Re: Mark Four	Godot	9/15/11 8:05 a.m.
Re: Mark Four	poenadare	9/15/11 8:18 a.m.
And Then There Were Three	poenadare	9/15/11 7:36 p.m.
Re: And Then There Were Three	Hangbrain	9/16/11 6:40 a.m.
And Then There Were Three 2.0	poenadare	9/16/11 9:52 a.m.
Re: And Then There Were Three 2.0	Godot	9/16/11 10:16 a.m.
Re: And Then There Were Three 2.0	Godot	9/16/11 10:29 a.m.
Re: And Then There Were Three 2.0	Quantum	9/16/11 2:33 p.m.
Tulips on the Organ	poenadare	9/17/11 2:07 p.m.
Re: Tulips on the Organ LINK	Godot	9/17/11 11:14 p.m.
Answers to My Mysterious Posts	poenadare	9/19/11 6:40 a.m.



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	Message: : Gheritt White had been floatin' six feet off th' deck fer three tides. His : feet an' hands tingled, an' his one good eye burned wi' th' flames o' a : dyin' fire. He eyeballed his hands, but th' fire in his one good eye made : th' lad's blink. Tears came, an' when he opened his one good eye again, : his hands had been melted into fleshy pancakes that wafted in th' ripples : flowin' o'er th' fire in his one good eye. : Gheritt hadn't always been alone, he could vaguely recall from somewhere : inside his broken mind that thar had been shipmates, lovers, murderers. : He recalled a theory he had come up wi' after a bloody wheelhouse brawl. Th' : theory be simple. At some point in time, sea dogs an' land lubbers be a : murderer. Whether or nay they erefelt remorse, they had all wanted someone : dead. Hatred. Sea dogs an' land lubbers knew th' feelin' o' hatred. : Gheritt had known hatred in that wheelhouse. His beater had laughed at : the'r bloody faces, a yo ho ho which now echoed through his ears, : rhythmically blocking ou' th' other voice in th' cell. : He escaped into th' briny waves. : Th' waves.
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