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Dec 20, 2019 18:20

The great bell began, not far, a deep baw baw, it was more than a sound, but something that came up through the soles of her feet. And now half a heartbeat behind, as always, the fainter smaller bell in the east. Enough. Nobody had come to the stall in the last hour anyway. Sideways rain was best for catching fish, but very poor for selling them. ( Read more... )

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vespican December 21 2019, 21:28:54 UTC
As with so much of your writing... very detailed and in the moment, and yet a compelling vagueness and a wondering of exactly what is going on... who these people are? Leaves one wanting to read more, know more.
Dave

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eglantine_br December 23 2019, 16:38:01 UTC
Once I get it all in order I hope it will make sense. The letter outside the church really happened. The paper was a long screed against immigrants. Basically it said, 'get out or expect violence.' That is why Marcella didn't read the whole thing.

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vespican December 23 2019, 18:57:12 UTC
Yes, I caught some hints about immigration/immigrants, discrimination and hate. Importantly, you introduce Marcella as a central figure we should care about and root for.
Dave

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eglantine_br December 25 2019, 03:01:04 UTC
Yes. I like her. This part wanted to be in her voice.

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