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I can hear my ears
Join Date: Oct 2003
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Knowing what i did about the super virus i had been transporting, I was pretty sure it was probably too late anyway, and when i saw the raven take flight from amongst the bits of broken glass, I was sure it was.
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Makes some feel uncomfortable
Join Date: Dec 2005
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But the raven plummetted from the sky, looking for all the world like Harry Whittington, and landed not 50 yards from where we sat. Bessy Mae dashed toward the downed bird.
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"Relent!" I commanded, and my beloved pooch halted in her tracks, open mouth mere inched from the infected bird.
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Zen Laxatives: "This too shall pass..."
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Florida
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It was then that Bessie's ears perked up, as she turned to look over my shoulder and into the sky...
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Slattern of the Swail
Join Date: Jul 2004
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The sky was filled with ravens! Either I had gone over the edge or the birds were organizing their movements.
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#21 |
in the Hour of Scampering
Join Date: Jan 2001
Location: Jeffersonville PA (15 mi NW of Philadelphia)
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As if to confirm my suspicions, the birds all executed a movement simultaneously. Alll over my car. And Bessie.
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in the Hour of Scampering
Join Date: Jan 2001
Location: Jeffersonville PA (15 mi NW of Philadelphia)
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{Do sentence fragments count?}
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"Neither can his Mind be thought to be in Tune,whose words do jarre; nor his reason In frame, whose sentence is preposterous..." |
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A rain of black feathers poured down toward us. They gleamed blue-black in the sunlight and then were carried away with the passing breeze that was blowing right toward Philadelphia.
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Pump my ride!
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: Deep countryside of Surrey , England
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The birds weren't so much moving as in a flight formation , they were all practising the same movement of pulling their feathers from their bodies with their beaks as they flew - madness, but a madness imposed by the disease spilled from those broken vials - so not only humans were capable of becoming infected...
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in the Hour of Scampering
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Quote:
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"Neither can his Mind be thought to be in Tune,whose words do jarre; nor his reason In frame, whose sentence is preposterous..." |
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Cardigan-wearing man
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Much Binding In The Marsh
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Bewildered by the antics of the birds in flight, I glanced back at Bessie, still guarding the downed raven - only to see the bird struggle into the air, desparate to catch its fellow avians as they flew forever onward...
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#27 |
The internet's like a bra, underneath ya find a boob or two
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Fl
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Suddenly, Bessy Maes' head jerked back into the direction of the forest, ... with ravens circling above, and within the trees, ... a strange erie mist, or smokey vale, surrounding an image of what looked like a primative witchdoctor, or shaman, standing with hands raised upward.
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#28 |
still says videotape
Join Date: Feb 2001
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Elspode worked his theramin like a man possessed.
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The internet's like a bra, underneath ya find a boob or two
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Location: Fl
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Confused, yet mesmerised, ...I again heard the Shaman says these words,
"Elspode worked his theramin like a man possessed", upon which I noticed one of the survivors at the SUV begin to wave and move his arms about, like playing an instrument of some sort. |
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It was UT playing the thick string guitar, and as his hypnotic melody swelled up to the heavens in conjuction with Patrick's playing:
I call to the East, the power of air I call to the West, the waters of life I call to the South, the power of fire And to earth in the North in the pale moonlight... |
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