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I actually had another story started and emailed it to work for further development during lunch - and of course forgot it there. I was ticked by this gray-muzzle forgetfulness but... anther story happened and I'm quite happy with it.
*smiles...
open it up and you'll find out why...
Vixyy
*smiles...
open it up and you'll find out why...
Vixyy
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This is another great look at the possible differences between humans and a possible contender for 'top intelligent species'. Your self-declared changeling understands the differences beyond the obvious. He knows that he must deal with being a minority among those that would scorn him for being 'different.' And yet his spirit isn't poisoned by this. He still finds joy in things like meeting Betty.
And once the alarm rings and we get to see his true form, we get to see his differences are all internal. Most reading this will sympathize very strongly.
Myself, I never yearned to change my form. I was always content to accept the differences between myself and those beings who had fur and large teeth and tails. Being friends with them made being myself manageable.
You get extra points for this one, too, for mentioning one of the most important movies from my youth. My mother introduced me to Mowat's book and I loved it. The movie brought it to life in a way I'd never experienced before. I haven't watched it in a long time, yet the scene at the end where Mowat is playing his bassoon to call the remaining wolves and getting no response was terribly powerful and has stuck with me all these years.
You packed a lot of emotion into four pages. Very well done.
*hugs*
And once the alarm rings and we get to see his true form, we get to see his differences are all internal. Most reading this will sympathize very strongly.
Myself, I never yearned to change my form. I was always content to accept the differences between myself and those beings who had fur and large teeth and tails. Being friends with them made being myself manageable.
You get extra points for this one, too, for mentioning one of the most important movies from my youth. My mother introduced me to Mowat's book and I loved it. The movie brought it to life in a way I'd never experienced before. I haven't watched it in a long time, yet the scene at the end where Mowat is playing his bassoon to call the remaining wolves and getting no response was terribly powerful and has stuck with me all these years.
You packed a lot of emotion into four pages. Very well done.
*hugs*
Oh very good story my dear!
Yes, Never Cry Wolf was a very good movie... At my insistence I got Dad to go watch it, one for the flying and the other the story. Dad loved the flying in it do to some 20,000 hours of bush flying in Alaska and Western Canada. He also loved the wolves, in many ways I know Dads totem was the wolf. Dad also had flown the Beaver that was used in the movie... Small world don't you think.
Yes, Never Cry Wolf was a very good movie... At my insistence I got Dad to go watch it, one for the flying and the other the story. Dad loved the flying in it do to some 20,000 hours of bush flying in Alaska and Western Canada. He also loved the wolves, in many ways I know Dads totem was the wolf. Dad also had flown the Beaver that was used in the movie... Small world don't you think.
It's a very small world Fem... *chases the silly song away from her brain cells...
I loved the flying in that movie. I laughed so hard when he tells the scientist to take the stick when the engine quit and then he ducks outside and beats the engine with a huge wrench then gets back in and starts it up again...
V.
I loved the flying in that movie. I laughed so hard when he tells the scientist to take the stick when the engine quit and then he ducks outside and beats the engine with a huge wrench then gets back in and starts it up again...
V.
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