Kyra looked at John then to Arn and back to John. "Okay, what's the plan?"
"Plan? Arn, you want to answer that?"
"Well, we were hoping you had a plan."
Kyra smiled. "You know boys, you've got to do better than that, cause I'm not much interested in this mission."
"Okay," said Arn, "here's the deal. We don't have a rat's chance of doing nothing but getting ourselves killed."
"Well, I suppose that's something. Good luck with the martyrdom thing. Not quite my cup of snizzle."
John cleared his throat. "We think we have a chance."
"What chance might that be?" asked Kyra.
"You."
27 comments:
This image is a play on The Kyra Star
The simplicity of the title and the imagery really jive. Jen
Oooooh, dark. Dark hope perhaps.
Thanks Jen. Feeling in a simple mood today. :-)
Wamblings, I'd like to think there is always hope, no matter how dark things may seem. How are those fingers? :-D
The fingers work fine, just need more strength to back them up. That is where they tend to fall down on the job. Good thing typing doesn't require much strength.
You, wonderful you Humming away here. This chapter brings Kyra to the forefront of the story once again, just what an amazing creature she is, (words remembered are: the ability to play in the field of love) and done so here by John's hope and faith, though death is spoken of and the mission is essentially a fight, there is a wonderful sense of something much more elevated, respectful, than that between John and Kyra here, he knows for he has seen, Arn knows for he has heard, the difference between the two (John and Arn) at least to my mind is abundantly clear.
Arn is still a non-believer at this point. He is unskillfully pushing Kyra and she sees right through it and calls his bluff (which, by the way, is the unspoken metaphor of this chapter if you can imagine the three of them around a poker table, putting all their chips in the center). John, however, knows. If you follow the links in the "Something" chapter, that is all you need know about what Kyra is capable of--and we aren't even talking the "Kieran" factor. :-D
I'd like to try that cup of snizzle! :)
Cléa, I think what you would like to try is Rog after he serves it to you in a small white apron and a stetson. You know it's true. Admit it! :-D
I want a cup of snizzle too.
I SO want a cup of snizzle.
You need to open-up a Snizzle Cafe.
Just invite me to the opening.
I'll even apply to be a Snizzle Barkeep.
Or a Snizzle Barista.
I'm not sure exactly what Snizzle is...
...a...Snizzle Server perhaps.
I'll keep pink rubber gloves in the back...you know...just in case.
Strumper, would you like a little snoot in your snizzle? I've got Trev's blue or the traditional amber.:-D
Here's the deal. You bring the pink rubber gloves and the job is SO yours. In fact, bring the yellow ones and I'll just wear some red shades, with the hoodie of course. :-D
Oh, and the café is always stocked with stick butter. Frailing always. :-D
I would like to try one with blue snoot.
And then I would like to try one with amber snoot.
And then I'd like to try one with a little of both.
Red shades and a hoodie? That's pretty frailing hot, Mr. Tree.
:-D
You can find the Blue here
You can fine the Yellow here or or Here
Give those a try and then we can talk about both. :-D
It is fine. See what you do to me. :-D
No pressure on Kyra then...
None, nada, zip. She is Kyra and she is a frailing hynerian. :-D
Cher Trée,
I am sad and You is dark.
The image somehow draws one deeper into the sombre as mystery. Now I see I must go and pick up The Story from the start, add chronology to holographic experience.
The stacatto dialogue practically 3-D. Do you write scripts for film?
Constance, this image represents the "star of Kyra" as seen as the only light in the darkness of the days ahead--the mission they are about to embark upon. If you click on the link for The Kyra Star in my first comment on this post, that chapter will give you a little bit of background on what I mean by the Kyra star. In short, she is just a light unto the universe. :-)
The only writing I do is on this blog. The story started by accident--just writing a bit for one image that turned into two and three and has just never stopped. In the beginning, the story was just third person narrative-no dialogue. Then I introduced some characters, but still, no dialogue; mainly because I had never written dialogue and was terrified of doing so. I didn't even know what a "tag" was and started reading with the intent to learn just how one wrote dialogue. In the early chapters, the characters speech seems very wooden. I think it gets better. And I know, it can and it will get much better. So be patient with me. :-)
What does she have to do? You left me hanging.
The image works so well with the writing. It sets the mood xx
Elise, long story short, John and Arn need Kyra and her unique abilities to help overthrow the government back home. Not sure exactly how that is going to play out, but that's where we are at the moment in the story. Glad to see you are going to file a report. :-)
Just stopping to visit..
from my chemo chair
Praise God.
Hope is always there ALWAYS!!
deena
Deena, you are foremost in my thoughts and prayers today. I'm amazed you have internet from your chemo station. No matter how difficult the days ahead may or may not be, know that you do not walk alone. Take care my courageous one.
And yes, HOPE is always there. Always.
I LOVE it when I return and you have been busy - all the posts I have to read :]
Welcome back stranger. I'll brew some tea and gather a few biscuits. :-)
I just read your links now.
I want to hear about that bus ride with the cheerleader.
While sipping on blue snoot-laced snizzle.
Strumper, I didn't have my "aim" working its mojo at that time in my life. She thought I did. I wish I had. :-D
Of course, the devil is in the details, and with a few blue-laced snoots, well, it's a damn good story. :-D
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