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A Raft Made of Bones

After their patriarch died, sea witches circled the night. Those left behind clung to hope on a raft made of his bones, until sharkness devoured the light.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 12/26/2018 12:03:00 PM
Ooooohhhhh I am relishing from the first read. diving back in for a second. The cadence caught me before the words caught up. I do not register what was said, only that i liked it a bunch!
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Date: 12/26/2018 8:25:00 AM
Wow, Anthony, well done!
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Date: 12/26/2018 8:11:00 AM
...alas Anthony, we all have a few skeletons in our closets.....Love the title and the subsequent treatment of it...
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Date: 12/26/2018 7:02:00 AM
a beauty of a title....a raft of bones is often how i feel drifting along with my cane lol : )
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