Note to me,,,
Thought on a novel,,a draft,,,
and to et.al
Would apprecitate any suggestions or ammendements.
Oh and suff the spelling,,just ran this off as a quick thought only
A bit of a story about things stranger than fiction.
On a faraway rock in a glaxey long way away
There was once a pack of hungry and very rich wolves,
who had worked their way up.
They lived high up ,above a mountain,,,and did well
eating dear,and the best summer berries.
This pack of wolves like to call themselves,
the "tibsnoic"
A little further below lived lots and lots of Lemmings.
They lived a little way away from the wolves on a plateu,where
lots of lemmings life was happy.
But the platue where they lived was,between a big cliff,and a the tall
mountain. (where the wolves lived)
The lemmings would spend thier days,,trying to climp
up the mountain to get a better view,,and also some fresher
air,and in the hope of finding more golden nuggets,which could
be found there,,,..
and when they found them,,the lemmings would scurry back
to thier burrows on the plateu,and put them away... They danced
and sang and had fun.
Some way off,,on an even bigger mountain,,as in up in mists
lived some dragons,,who called themselves,,the 'swen-selugom' tribe.
They did ok,,,would sneek out at night,,and get some gold here
and there,,and they were happy also....
Then one day,,the 'tibsnoic' wolves,ran out of dear,,,
and had bills to pay and even wolves have debts...tos is another story)
Anyway,the 'tibsnoics' got told by the "Gibsknab and Hcirrebu",
that to keep eating dear,,they needed to get some of that
lemming gold....
They all sat around for a few weeks,and tried to find a way
to make all parties happy,,,the "tibsnoic's,though big,
got sotra slow,but still wnat to eat some lemmings,if
no dear was about... and the "Gibsknab and Hcirrebu",
had been hot and bothered for a while,as
they could not find a way to get the lemmings gold..
Thus it came to pass,that one night,after,lots of ethanol,
and big cigars,,the "Gibsknab and Hcirrebu",,got that
magic lightbulb moment,,and told the "tibsnoic",,
'Now worries fellas',we know the 'swen-selugom' dragons,,
and get invited to thier cave often for some token gold drinks.
So off they went,to visit,and told the 'swen-selugom'
all about their collective problems...
Now the 'swen-selugom',liked to eat lemmings also,
but the lemmings were out of reach to their big
claws,,,
So they all sat togeter and pondred some more,,,
Then the 'swen-selugom',got a light bulb moment also,,
and came up with an idea..
In the next few days,,,the 'swen-selugom',would
creap up on the lemmings,while wearing disguses
of smiles and happy pictures,,while every
day waving bigger and bigger plackards,warning
the lemmings,that the 'tibsnoic' wolves,had
kinda sorta run out,of dear,and that the mountain
that they lives on was on shakey ground and could
fall on all the lemmings....
The lemmings,,all pondered this,,,,
Then one day,,,some even biger ,,nasty things
that live way below,and are bitter,and bigger than even the
"Gibsknab and Hcirrebu",,,,and are wispered oft
as the 'srekanwlartnec's",,, quietly started
to reach up through the ground,and take
little bits of the,gold the lemmings like to look for,
and throw it over the side of the cliff,at the platue where
the lemmings lived...
Some lemmings in fear of the mountain that was maybe
going to fall on their heads,and other things they had
glimpsed on the plackers,,went
jumping of the cliff,after the gold...
Wow,,,,said all the others,,that worked well,,,
lets get,old 'swen-selugom', to wave even bigger
and loud technicolor,moving picture type plackerds
about...
And it got did.
ANd,,,meanwhile,,
The "tibsnoic" and the 'swen-selugom',,and
the "Gibsknab and Hcirrebu"
and even some
distant relatives of the ,and 'swen-selugom',,the 'skcojkcohs'
and the 'neddirwtbed' minons,,,who need to help get more
dear,as they owed all the rest a lot of dear,,,,started to gather
at the base of the cliff,,that was below
the happy plateu where the lemmings lived,,,
and all lay down,,,open their mouths and waited,,,,
And shure enough,,, after just one more,,big shout
and way by the 'swen-selugom',,lots of them
began to jump off the cliff...
Which made all that had been waiting below,,,very very
happy and gave full tumy yummy joy....
The moral of this story....
If the lemmings stay where they are,,they will
stay and continue to be happy,,,,and thier gold will
be safe,,and the others will have to sort it out amongest themselves...
NB...An draft of a story that one could turn into a novel,,,
NoBoDe
PS got to crack another of those tonics,,that last wnet down a treat