| Brandy | September 24, 2018 05:28 PM |
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https://i.postimg.cc/cL3nyCnR/Brandy-Full.png <div style="text-align: center;"> -chapter one-<div style="text-align: center;"> A young woman sat down on a wooden bar stool. Her crimson hair gently cascaded down her back. She stared out the oval window towards the ocean, longing for the feel of the water upon her toes. She stood as a man sauntered in. A few other men came in behind him. The bunch sat at one of the tables and snapped their fingers for her attention. They were a sweaty, dirty lot. She assumed that they were amongst the harbor crew that helped dock the boats coming in and out of the warf. She walked over and put on a winning smile.
Edited at January 26, 2019 09:15 PM by Vellum Elites
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| Brandy | September 25, 2018 08:19 AM |
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Nice! I enjoyed reading that! |
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| Brandy | September 29, 2018 08:01 AM |
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https://i.postimg.cc/WzD4GYmG/Brandy-Cropped.png <div align="center"> -chapter two-<div align="center"> With the drinks fixed Brandy returned to the table, she handed out each drink and collected the bill. She returned back to the counter as the men finished what they had ordered. The one docker she had slapped tipped her on the way out and she waved as he left. Glancing at the time she flipped the OPEN sign to CLOSED.
Edited at January 26, 2019 09:24 PM by Vellum Elites
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| Brandy | September 29, 2018 01:57 PM |
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Inspired by the song Brandy by Looking Glass by any chance? One of my favourite songs.
Nice work! :) |
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| Brandy | September 29, 2018 03:32 PM |
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Mediterranean said:
Inspired by the song Brandy by Looking Glass by any chance? One of my favourite songs.
Nice work! :)
Yup! |
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| Brandy | January 26, 2019 09:16 PM |
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<div style="text-align: center;">Just made some art to go with the story. I will be adding chapter three shortly. |
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| Brandy | January 26, 2019 10:00 PM |
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<div align="center">-chapter three- <div align="center"> Brandy awoke to birds chirping and the relaxing sound of waves hitting the shore. She lived in Western Port in Victoria, AU and the coastline stretched for several miles. No matter where you were, there was a good chance you would be able to hear the ocean. For most people the sound of waves hitting the shore would be peaceful or relaxing, but to Brandy it just made her miss Charlie more.<div align="center">Brandy breathed in deeply the salty air of the ocean. She managed to find a wharfie and inquired about getting a ship. <div align="center">"You, want a ship? You?" The man said.<div align="center">"Yes, I don't care how small, just something I can live on." Brandy said, annoyed. She hated men who belittled women like that. <div align="center">"I have a nice little sailboat you could take for a few hours around the coast. That might be more your speed." The wharfie said with a crooked smile. Brandy knew he was enjoying this. <div align="center">"Just give me a damn boat! You heard what I wanted." Brandy said in quiet voice. Quiet yet powerful. Most people around Western Port knew that when she lowered her voice she was serious.<div align="center">"Alright alright. Jeez Brandy, your viscous. I have a Runabout you can rent. How much you got and how long you want it?" The man asked.<div align="center">"Only a few days, I'll pay you when I come back. Where is it?" Brandy inquired.<div align="center">"Over that way." The man said motioning towards dock 12. Brandy hurried off in that direction. The man yelled at her and she spun around. Dangling the keys in the air he said, "You might need these."
<div align="center">"Thanks." Brandy said. She was not pleased. How easy would it have been for him to give her the keys back there. She went and retrieved them then walked towards the boat.
Edited at January 26, 2019 10:01 PM by Vellum Elites
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Snow and Sleet Mix, Clearing at Night
