This tone!
The hydrogen breather breached the city. The large underside of the great beastie pasted over all the trainees and I. I loosened the collar of my uniform and wiped the sweat from my forehead. Growing up around small hydrogen breathers, like huxleys, I thought this would be routine. This air ship is nothing like I have ever seen. Holding hundreds of crewman and other modified beasties, one spark near that ship and the whole thing would catch. I tore my eyes away from the Leviathan at the sound of rasp breathing and tumbling wheels. All the potential air man turned their heads with me.
The beast was massive, a land behemoth if I've ever seen one. The face wolf like, but the body radically modified by Darwinist science. It had no neck, it's shoulders stemmed right from the back of it's skull.It's large chest heaving and hefting as it pulled a contraption used to transport people and various items. It's paws, leaving small lakes as impressions, passed as and I could feel it's hot breath on my face, see it's veins bulging out of ever inch of skin, loose hair sticking to it's white and gray skin. I reached my hand ever closer, shaking, feeling smaller than ever. The tips touched it's fur slightly and I felt the massive amount of power in one touch. It passed completely, and looking down the line boys, I could tell they were scared shit less. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for our next test, as a Huxley appeared around the bend I knew this one would be a snap. But at that time I didn't know I would be stuck flying over London, only to be saved and recruited onto the Leviathan itself.
(Based on the series of books by Scott Westerfeld. Leviathan and Behemoth)
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Alternate ending to "Their Eyes Where Watching God"
Words are spelt incorrectly on purpose! If you have not read "Their Eyes Where Watching God" the dialogue is very much like this. I tried to copy it as best I could.
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I woke up to uh empty room. I always thoughta wak'n up in Tea Cake's bed, nothin like what's happening now. The twelve o'clock whistle is when I happened upon my cloth purse being empty. I exercised the entire house, keeping me busy, keeping my mind off Tea Cake and where he might be sauntering at.Even bustling around like a horse grinding sugar cane I couldn't do it foreva. All day and night I worried time like a bone. The sun came just as it left and soon enough a week passed like a dog with it's tail between its legs.I done figured I had had enough by then and left, walked right outta that rickety door head God knows where.
Right about the time that little town was a fading behind me I heard a call.Mr's Tyler telling me how I done made the same mistakes she did. The sound of a guitar broke my mind thought and I whipped around, my hair making the same sweep.Tea Cake came strolling along the dirt road, all sweaty, looking like a man comin outta a coal mine or something. "Good lawd Janie, where you been?" "Where I been? Tea Cake. Where you been? Leavin me alone for a whole week, taken my money!" Tea Cake's long stride finally reached me and he began stroking my hair. "You doubted me about the money Janie, I don't blame you cuz it's gone. I reckon I want the rest of it too." His gaze changed, became sinister. I thought he would be different. His grip tightened around my hair and his guitar dropped in the dirt, humming like the birds around the pear tree of my childhood.
I woke up to Ed Dockery shakin me up some. "Sorry Ma'am. I just came across yeah and uh . . . Tea Cake is gone quick." I layed back down just as quick as he probably left. Then I started thinking about how to get back to that pear tree, my last thought.
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I woke up to uh empty room. I always thoughta wak'n up in Tea Cake's bed, nothin like what's happening now. The twelve o'clock whistle is when I happened upon my cloth purse being empty. I exercised the entire house, keeping me busy, keeping my mind off Tea Cake and where he might be sauntering at.Even bustling around like a horse grinding sugar cane I couldn't do it foreva. All day and night I worried time like a bone. The sun came just as it left and soon enough a week passed like a dog with it's tail between its legs.I done figured I had had enough by then and left, walked right outta that rickety door head God knows where.
Right about the time that little town was a fading behind me I heard a call.Mr's Tyler telling me how I done made the same mistakes she did. The sound of a guitar broke my mind thought and I whipped around, my hair making the same sweep.Tea Cake came strolling along the dirt road, all sweaty, looking like a man comin outta a coal mine or something. "Good lawd Janie, where you been?" "Where I been? Tea Cake. Where you been? Leavin me alone for a whole week, taken my money!" Tea Cake's long stride finally reached me and he began stroking my hair. "You doubted me about the money Janie, I don't blame you cuz it's gone. I reckon I want the rest of it too." His gaze changed, became sinister. I thought he would be different. His grip tightened around my hair and his guitar dropped in the dirt, humming like the birds around the pear tree of my childhood.
I woke up to Ed Dockery shakin me up some. "Sorry Ma'am. I just came across yeah and uh . . . Tea Cake is gone quick." I layed back down just as quick as he probably left. Then I started thinking about how to get back to that pear tree, my last thought.
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