Joseph Zeo
Tale Spinner
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Mar-18-2009 04:34
"Rusty Nail on the rocks, Cyrus." I told the bartender as I eyed the sailor in front of me, "Actually, make it a Straight Up Nail."
The weathered man was probably only in his thirties, but the ocean breeze had added many years to his face. He took up his ale and downed it in a single gulp. I could see deep wrinkles on his neck. The name was Ronald. I met him few months back when I transported the corpse of my friend Gregory back from London. That was another story.
I called Ronald a sailor, but he was actually in charge of security on the ocean-liner. This time around, he was not looking after dead bodies, but a precious black Stone.
"What's with the Stone? What's so precious about it?" I inquired.
Ronald only shook his head in dismay. All he cared about was recovering it.
I decided to accompany him back to the ship by the pier for further investigation.
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Vulkie3
Haynes
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May-2-2009 13:19
Walking on the street,looking for some great news. Lenny,the paper boy,yelled that a famous treasure was missing. I asked which treasure. ''For a small fee sirre,I can tell ye everything ye want'' Lenny said. I didn't like the Scottisch accent of Lenny,but I paid him 5 dollars. ''Its the Black Drambuie Stone sirre. Legend says,it gives the possessor of the stone great luck and money sirre.'' ''That'll do Lenny'' and I left.
Wandering towards the pier,I saw my old friend Joseph. I gave him a firm handshake and we both went off to go on an investigation.
Little did I know what was in the container which ''held'' the stone...
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