Waterfall, Creature, Adventure, Bright, Wings

Lucy

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Write something using the five words in this tread's title.

Words: Waterfall, Creature, Adventure, Bright, Wings

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  • Use any form of the word (all tenses and hyphenations accepted).
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Tenchi Masaki

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I met a bright young girl who people made fun of. So to inspire her I made bee wings, but she said it reminded her of a magical creature called a fairy. She said thank you and took off on a grand adventure to a secret land by passing through a waterfall.
 

Everly

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She walked along the river, hoping to find a settlement, a group of travelers, or even a wandering ghost. She had been wandering for several days, after her friends had vanished. They had been sent out to obtain food for the village, but several hours into the trip, a bright light had flashed and they were gone, leaving Saiṇra alone in the wilderness. It had seemed like an exciting adventure at first, like in the stories of heroes traveling alone to defeat a great evil. But after many hours of walking alone, the excitement wore off, and she found herself wishing for conversation.
She heard a soft sound, and froze. Slowly she looked around. Seeing nothing, she waited a few more moments, before continuing onward. She heard a loud cry and turned to see a large creature flying overhead. She could sense it watching her, and ran. It followed her, and she dove into the river. She hid there, hoping it could not swim.
When she surfaced for air, she could see a winged shadow following her. The creature cried when it saw her, and dove towards her. She could feel the water moving faster, pulling her away from the creature. She could hear water crashing, and turned. The edge of a waterfall was behind her.
 
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The sounds of exotic creatures rang in the woman's ears with pristine clarity.

She saw the the brightly colored exotic bird, sitting on the the branch in the lush green forest, in crisp detail.

The bird squawked loudly as it took off, casting a great shadow with its impressive wingspan as it flew toward the crystal-clear waterfall, that was nestled in the sheer cliffs, pouring down in great sheets, with a sound that both soothing and loud, ending with a great spray that hit the rocks that formed the pool below.

The bird disappeared from view, in search of adventures no human could imagine.

The woman was impressed and decided to purchase the new, large, HD plasma TV. 🙂
 

Crimson

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What If
What if the adventure that is life ended today
I might find more meaning in my life
What if creatures died; wings stopped flapping, waterfalls stopped running
I could run wild and free like they do
What if the brightness found in family, friends, and total strangers were gone
I would find that meaning comes from others
Does my life have meaning in "me?"
 

Claire Yeon

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Fifty feet from the helicopter, a rush of light-headedness caused Claire Yeon to sway.
This could primarily be ascribed to a criminally-early departure out of LaGuardia, a twenty-minute layover in Houston in which she only had time to find her next gate and barely made it at that, the questionable decision to consume two mimosas on the connecting flight instead of any food or water, and six hours of driving - four of which were on winding mountain roads - in the company of the overly-talkative private pilot who picked her up at the airport in Guadalajara. It was not because of the impractically-high heels on her Jimmy Choos, which, judging by his downward glance and subsequent smirk, the pilot must have assumed when she instinctively reached for his arm to steady herself. “I hope you have other shoes.”

“Of course I do,” she snapped. He merely smiled back, unfazed. For the briefest of moments, she wondered what his name was, if only to quantify her mounting dislike of him. He’d told her when they first met, but she’d forgotten it soon after, and didn’t care enough to ask it again. He was only the pilot, just another background figure on this adventure - if it could even be called such - and it was unlikely they would interact again until it came time to fly back out.

Claire took a deep breath to compose herself, and resumed the walk toward the helicopter. The pilot fell into stride beside her, and she felt another surge of dislike, or perhaps nausea; it was difficult to distinguish between the two, and at least the pilot gave her something outside herself to focus upon. He moved with an easy, loping grace, taking one step for her every three, and gave off the distinct air of being the sort of person who skated by on their good looks with nothing of substance behind them. His low voice and the rhythmic cadence of his Mexican accent combined for an effect she might have found pleasant if anything came out of his mouth besides an endless stream of small talk. His English, regrettably, was very good, and her Spanish passable, so there was no chance of a language barrier. Any hope of his being bright enough to discuss the historical and archaeological significance of the dig site Felicia had so urgently insisted she fly out to see had long since been punctured. He’d responded to her question of “what sort of artifacts have been found?” with a ten-minute long anecdote about taking selfies in a five-hundred-year-old conquistador’s helmet, then nearly careened off the road when he pulled out his phone to show her the pictures. That had cured her of any desire to have a conversation, and she’d successfully navigated the trip with either monosyllabic replies or ignoring him outright. Somehow, she had the feeling she would not be so lucky on the next stage of the journey.

Upon arriving at the helicopter, the pilot set her bags down and began to walk around the aircraft, unlocking the cargo hold and knocking on various panels as he inspected its condition. Claire took a moment to catch her breath, and then turned her critical eye toward the machine that was to carry them off into parts unknown. Its classic lines and somewhat faded paint spoke to its age, but on the whole, it appeared to be in good order. Of slightly more concern were the lengthening shadows of mid-afternoon; the sun was still up, but the mountainous terrain created a tall horizon that could sneak up on an unsuspecting or unprepared traveler. “How long will it take us to reach the excavation?”

“About two hours, if the wind holds.” The pilot completed his lap around the helicopter and pointed to some high, fluffy clouds in the distance. “As long as those stay to the east, we will have an easy journey. If not, well… we turn around and try again tomorrow. El Hombrecito will not be pleased, but better to get there late than not at all, yes?”

She decided to pass over the chance of danger on the journey and picked something else to focus on. “‘El Hombrecito’?” she repeated.

“Dr. Kiehl. He is the site director.”

“I know who Dr. Kiehl is,” Claire grumbled. Felicia had at least told her that much. She cast her eyes around the tiny rural airport for another topic of discussion, and spotted a few small planes near a run-down hangar. “Why did we have to drive out here from Guadalajara? Could we have flown in?”

“Not easily, and Hombrecito wanted me to pick up a few things from his department besides bringing you out. Besides, I am not certified to fly fixed-wings,” the pilot answered, and beamed at her. “Lucky you, yes?”

“Yes, lucky me,” Claire grumbled. There were many words she could have picked to describe her circumstances, and lucky was not among them. Nothing but deep affection for her longtime friend and mentor could have convinced her to abandon the business obligations and creature comforts of her life in New York City at a moment’s notice and fly out to the middle of nowhere to evaluate a find that was, at best, at the fringe of her expertise. She was an art historian, not an archaeologist, and something about this whole venture smelled of treasure hunters from the beginning in a way she did not much care for.

As if it was his very intention to confirm her suspicions, the pilot opened the door to the cargo hatch, and Claire spotted several crates with “.357 Sig” stamped onto the sides. She froze for a moment, and then, recovering, put her query to voice. “Is that… why in the world do you need bullets?”

“Jaguars,” he simply replied, and began to load her bags into the cargo hold.

“Jaguars?” Claire repeated, and to herself, wondered, What did you get me into, Felicia?

“Jaguars,” the pilot confirmed. “I would not worry about them if I were you. You and Hombrecito will spend most of your time in camp. But ah, miss, if you do get the chance to go out, you will never find more beautiful country! Mountains and jungle as far as the eye can see in any direction, a night sky as clear as glass, and the waterfall just downriver from the site… simplemente magnífica!”

Claire merely shook her head and clambered into the cockpit, ignoring the arm the pilot held out to assist her. She doubted very much that she would have either the time or inclination to see anything of the site beyond her work tent, and at that moment, did not care. She was tired, she was hungry, her feet were hurting far more than she would ever dare to admit, and she had to endure another two hours with this lout - provided, of course, that a thunderstorm did not force them to turn around or strike them from the sky. You owe me, Felicia Mohs. This had better be good.

The pilot, by contrast, was all smiles when he joined her in the cockpit after completing the pre-flight safety check. As he fitted his headset over his ears, he cast an especially broad grin her way that she was sure had broken many a heart back in Guadalajara, but had no effect on her whatsoever. “Next stop: el Templo de Piedra Ardiente.”
 

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    The next morning, I'm still shaken. After the cops hauled him off and after talking with my landlady about what happened & my insurance. That's when I popped in here last night to only have a long chat session with the other online friend. Progressive said they'll be calling me by the end of today to talk about the claim. I know they're talking with the PD to hear any details I some how missed telling them about, first. The person I was Skyping with last night. I don't think I've really brought them up here mini-blogging when posting Loaded Stone pages. We're in a collab project together with him in the lead. He's making a videogame and I'm providing additional graphics to it.
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    I hope your insurance treats you fairly and more can be done to prevent this from happening again. And you working with someone on a video game is great news. I love the developmental side of game design(when it isn’t corrupted by incompetent management) and would love to hear details on the game when they are available.
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    For the longest time I thought this was under the radar intentionally but I noticed when he and I were talking on Skype, he now is on YouTube showing the game we've both been working on. It's name is Pig Tail and if you like I'll post up a link to that video but I know for a fact it's Select Zone screen is different now because a new one has been made by me, he likes. Everything you see in the video is still what he's put in. The guy is really multi-talented. I'm about to start testing soon a game he wants to release named Chronos. Back to the development notes. I proposed a villain that impressed him so much it's going to be used as one of Pig Tail's bosses. Picture 3D dulled down to a homage to 16-bit, a tornado of bones with a wolf-like skull at it's highest point.
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    Is everybody ready for Saint Patrick's day? I remember in school being pinched real hard if you forgot your green. Then one year I got the bright idea of telling people my eyes were green. People claimed that didn't count and that was cheating. I don't think it was.
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    Tried to do that same stunt myself. People don't count hazel eyes either having green in them.
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    they still pinched ya
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    I can see why, Laverna
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    they were kinda rough with the pinching
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    same with April fools day and other holidays
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    not a fan of the holiday NGL.
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    okay Jules but I just found out it's women's history month :)
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    I only like the Irish tradition of leprechaun hunting on st Patrick day. But I don’t think the faye live in lousiana
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    I'd help you with a leprechaun trap Laverna ;)
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    Let’s do it lol
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    Definitely. 🙂
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    Indubitably.
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