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| A boat! Any idea he might have had about clearing off on his own fell away under a sudden flash of memory. His hands moving a stone back into place in a wall lit by reflections of off water, the smell of the river in his nose, and gentle movement under his feet. ( There'd been a boat. ) | |
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| "Hey, Mister, wait up!" Sam looked up from the plan he was writing to see who his younger brother was annoying now. But for once Peanut's motives seemed to be pure. "You've got a hole in your bag and all your stuff's falling out!" ( The tall man on the crutches stopped and swung around... ) | |
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| What? Another WIP? Yes, but this one has lots and lots and lots of pages already written. And I'm only posting bits as I run through the beta comments a little at a time, to give me something to post while I work on my Yuletide story and other WIPS and things I want to try to get to when I take my vacation at the end of the year. But I need to post something, right? ( Yes, it starts in Media Res, and it's New Avengers, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. ) | |
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