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Does Orange Ink Come From Oranges?

Colin stepped out of the stairwell and stood in awe.

This hall of the palace was a creamy brown marble. It stretched away into the distance and it was wide enough to cause an echo. The ceiling high above was almost an arch but squared off at the last second, making it an interesting amalgamation between the two.

The most fascinating thing about the hall, though, was the window. The stairwell had dropped Colin off very close to the east end of the hall and the wall on the east end was composed almost entirely of a window. It started five feet up from the floor and ten feet from the side and ended the same distances from the ceiling and the other side. There was no glass in the window. It was just a monolithic hole in the east wall, five feet deep and with a breathtaking view of the coast, the sea, and the sunrise.

On either side of the window were huge tan colored curtains that hung from the ceiling and dragged the floor. Right beside the curtain on the left, sitting with his back against the wall and his legs sprawled out, was what looked like a guard. Colin started towards him. "Excuse me!" he called. "Can you help me?"

His words reverberated back again and again into his ears, slowly fading down the hall. He made a face and continued toward the guard, who showed no signs of even hearing him.

When he reached him he thought immediately that this was the sloppiest guard he had ever seen. The man had a scraggly beard, clothes unbuttoned and buttoned wrong, mud caking his boots, a dirty old cap, and a rusty sword lying across his lap. But the sloppiest thing of all was that he was asleep.

"Hey!" Colin shouted as he jabbed him with his foot. "Wake up."

"No!" the man said, jostling awake. "No, Martha! I didn't do it. Leave a poor soul alone eh?"

"Martha? I'm no Martha. My name's Colin and I'm looking for a way out of this place. Can you help me?"

The man squinted up at him. "Eh? You're no Martha. Go'on an leave me be!"

Colin glared and jabbed the man again. "Wake up you! Wake up or I'll report you for sleeping!"

"Oh, Aye! That hurts! Fine, fine what is it?" the guard mumbled, getting to his feet.

"I'm lost and I need to get out of here. Can you show me the way?"

The man smiled a surprisingly toothy smile. "Oy! right enough, right enough I can! But which way?"

"Well... I don't suppose I care, as long as I get out of here."

"Oh? Right then. The easiest way is the best way, or so they say today," the man said, chuckling.

Then he caught sight of Colin's face and sobered up. "No sense of humor I see," he murmured. "Right then, that'll either be through the wall or through the curtain."

Colin raised an eyebrow. "Which ones?"

"Anyones," the man replied, absentmindedly removing his cap and taking a tin or biscuits out of it.

Colin stared. The man popped off the lid and removed three fairly large biscuits. Noticing Colin's stare he broke one in half and offered it to him. Colin took the half. It just about filled his hand.

The man put the lid back on, put the tin back in his cap, and pulled the cap snugly onto his head. Colin shook himself and tossed the half a biscuit away. "Anyone, you say? Like this one?" he asked, grabbing the curtain.

"Aye!" The man cried. "That was a perfectly good biscuit! What'ch ya go and do that for?"

Colin pulled the curtain back and disappeared behind it. Then he came out the other side. "There's no way out behind here!"

"Well of course!" the man said, going over and picking up the biscuit. "I said through not behind!"

He dusted it off gently then dropped it in his pocket. Colin began laboriously rubbing his temple with his fingers. "What?"

"Through it! Through it," the man emphasized slowly, sticking his hand through the curtain.

Colin stared at him. Then he ever so slowly stuck his hand through as well. "See?" The man said.

Colin nodded and walked through the curtain. The man sighed and sat down again, taking a bite out of one of the biscuits. "Oh, aye. I think I'll drift off again. knowin my luck, though, Martha's bound to come in right as I do," he said with a chuckle.

Then he pulled the cap down over his eyes. "Still, it's worth a try."

Comments

Astonishing!

I have to say, I love it when you blog what you write. It's incredibly fascinating and something for me to look up to. I love your style of writing; it's easy to read but not too easy. And your words challenge me. Reading through it again, I saw many things I was taught in my writing class last school year put into practice.

If I were to comment on every aspect I like, this post would be way too long so I'll keep it to a minimum. :-J

What really stands out to me is your variance in adjectives and verbs. The adjectives give me a wonderful picture of what you're writing about. You used a wonderful variety of them and sprinkled them all over in a perfect icing.

The verbs are amazing. You didn't use "said" or any other over-used ones overabundantly and with the adverbs, it's a perfect masterpiece. I can't wait until you finish your book and I can read the entire work of art.

To say the least, your work inspires me. It's incredible, fascinating and amazing... I've got to hand it to you, this is awesome. Truly awesome. :)

Praise the Lord! Hallelu!

I don't care what the devil's gonna do!

The Word and faith is my sword and shield

And Jesus is Lord of the way I feel!

Gabriel's picture

Wow. ^_^

Thanks a lot, Gnnb. That's really very encouraging. :-D Although, I should warn you that this is just a random bit of fluff I came up with on the spot and isn't really in any of my stories. =D I do think I might have used said a little bit much, though... <_<

God answers my prayers. He lifts me up. He gives me my breaths and refills my cup.

=)

Fopsworth said:

this is just a random bit of fluff I came up with on the spot and isn't really in any of my stories.

Really? Well you come up with pretty amazing fluff =D This could really be right out of a book and I wouldn't know the difference. :-J

As for "said" I think you didn't overuse them, and if you did, only a little bit. It's like putting salt in a batch of cookies. If you do it just right, or a little bit over the called-for amount, 1 in a hundred notice. But if you put heaping spoonfuls in, it's bitter and awful. Your use of them is definitely the former. ;)

By the way, I really like your avatar. I like candle shots in the dark ^_^

Praise the Lord! Hallelu!

I don't care what the devil's gonna do!

The Word and faith is my sword and shield

And Jesus is Lord of the way I feel!

Lilly's picture

Lol!

Where do you get this stuff? =P

I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest- Owl City

Gabriel's picture

^_^

gnnb94 said:

As for "said" I think you didn't overuse them, and if you did, only a little bit. It's like putting salt in a batch of cookies. If you do it just right, or a little bit over the called-for amount, 1 in a hundred notice. But if you put heaping spoonfuls in, it's bitter and awful. Your use of them is definitely the former. ;)

Lol, nice analogy. And very encouraging, thank you. ^__^

gnnb94 said:

By the way, I really like your avatar. I like candle shots in the dark ^_^

Thank you. It's actually my zippo lighter. ^__^

Lilly said:

Where do you get this stuff? =P

The misty moors of my mind. I'd lead you to believe that it's a somewhat dangerous place to go, but it's really not. =)

God answers my prayers. He lifts me up. He gives me my breaths and refills my cup.

Foppy's mind

I love these little forays into your mind, Foppy. I always have a lot of fun there. ;)

I love your sig, too. Did you write that yourself as well?

We should take our comfort from God's word, not from the circumstances of our lives.

Himself's picture

Wonderful...

Simply wonderful! It reminds me of some of the better descriptive authors I've read, in terms of how well it depicts an interesting scene...

You do leave some tantalizing questions though... ;-)

Who is the protagonist? Where is he? How did he get there? Why is he trying to get out? What's with the curtains (and, perhaps, the walls?)? What does it all mean?

Inquiring minds want to know! =P

Lo, blessed are our ears for they have heard;

Yea, blessed are our eyes for they have seen:

Let the thunder break on man and beast and bird

And the lightning. It is something to have been.

Wow!

This is awesome Foppy! I love how you descriibed the place and the old guard! And gnnb is right, this could come right out of a book.

Graduation is coming, everybody grab your caps and gowns!

Very Nice

I really like your writing style...I'm looking towards the day where I go on here and your advertising your very first book signing!

God gave us music, that we might pray without words

Gabriel's picture

Answering in order of appearance

SangMing said:

I love these little forays into your mind, Foppy. I always have a lot of fun there. ;)

I love your sig, too. Did you write that yourself as well?

Thank you very much! I love it that you love it. ^__^ Also, yes, I did write the sig.

Himself said:

Simply wonderful! It reminds me of some of the better descriptive authors I've read, in terms of how well it depicts an interesting scene...

Yay! This is really encouraging, Himself, considering what kind of authors you read. =D

Himself said:

You do leave some tantalizing questions though... ;-)

Who is the protagonist? Where is he? How did he get there? Why is he trying to get out? What's with the curtains (and, perhaps, the walls?)? What does it all mean?

Inquiring minds want to know! =P

Answering these questions would mean making this into a story. ... <_< >_> ... NO! I really can't. I'm too busy working on other stories. But I might come back to this someday... Watch it be the day I write my first major success. ^__^

The Royal Shortness said:

This is awesome Foppy! I love how you descriibed the place and the old guard! And gnnb is right, this could come right out of a book.

Thank you so much, your Shortness. ^__^ That really means a lot to me.

lizziem4551 said:

I really like your writing style...I'm looking towards the day where I go on here and your advertising your very first book signing!

Thanks, Lizzie! Confidentially, so am I. =D

Thank you all so much for your comments. I really love to hear your feedback and I'm very very encouraged by it. ^__^

God answers my prayers. He lifts me up. He gives me my breaths and refills my cup.

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