Category: Writers Block
...it was the scarf of Gregorious that at long last could be heard as it was being zephyr blown and too the scent of perfumes being given to glide on the aire as the wind swept breezes whooshed through the fibers of the scarf as so cooling the tidal waters were given to wash upon the shores of the vastness of the waters great. So many the years there had been in passing... long since that almost terrible winter when for a while it was thot that all was lost when the waters froze and too the ship in far off the horizon that had been sailing upon the waters was too found frozen in place. Why that time was back five winters ago, that time when the crew and few passengers had at long last made it in for winter into that seaport Town though it meant walking it in from the ship to shore... Could it be, I ask could it be that Callum had flown in? Ah! such the faithful Seagull, ever watchful, ever taking flight into the heavenlies. A few bread crumbs tossed into the skye and right on target Callum flown with wings wide open and before the crumbs were to land they were beak picked up and then all of a sudden as Callum took flight it could be heard, that laugh, yes, that laugh as it were of Callum. No other Seagull anywhere had that particular reassuring sound. A sound that for the Lady always gave cheer to her heart. She so loved that darling little bird of flight. He always showing up at just the right and most remarkable moments.
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