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LJ IDOL Sudden Death Write Off: Bitten by the Sailing Bug...
Nov 09, 2019 14:21
The ring of a bell comes through a bank of thick mist. The creak and groan of wood and rope come clearer and the calls of men sound out and seem to come from nowhere (
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ellison
November 10 2019, 10:01:58 UTC
Ooh I really like this, it's so easy to picture it from your description, and it's suspenseful and captivating. Well done!
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sorchawench
November 10 2019, 14:28:10 UTC
Thank you!
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md_meezer
November 10 2019, 11:15:49 UTC
I was grabbed by the first line and wanted more. very captivating.
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sorchawench
November 10 2019, 14:28:23 UTC
Thank you very much!
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static_abyss
November 10 2019, 15:07:29 UTC
I love the the progression of the weather in your story. It was beautifullly descriptive.
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sorchawench
November 10 2019, 15:14:11 UTC
Thanks!
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tsuki_no_bara
November 10 2019, 23:47:19 UTC
this is really vivid - excellent descriptions! it's enough to make me feel kind of cold and damp and windblown.
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sorchawench
November 11 2019, 02:07:21 UTC
Thank you!
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furzicle
November 11 2019, 00:32:54 UTC
Been there, done that. Nicely described.
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sorchawench
November 11 2019, 02:09:15 UTC
Thank you!
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