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Friday, September 23, 2011

A BLUE MOON TO DIE FOR_Friday's Romantic Challenge







I'm prior-posting this 5 days in advance :

feverish, coughing, and chest pains. The ghost of Mark Twain keeps telling me that dying's not so bad.

"As compared to what?," I ask.

He takes a slow puff of his cigar and snorts, "Being nibbled to death by critics."

That's Samuel for you!
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Denise and Francine have given us the prompt of BLUE MOON.

http://fridaynightwriters.blogspot.com/

So many things happen only once in a blue moon :

friendships with kindred spirits as I have found here in blogdom.

pursuing your dream with gusto.

and true love.
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My entry is from THE LEGEND OF VICTOR STANDISH :

Victor has taken his newly found love to the infamous drug kingpin, the Snowman and his hitwoman Ice. The terms "Snow Cone" and "Ice cream" take on new meaning for Victor.

Alice and Victor hear Samuel McCord, Father Renfield, and Ada Byron rush to rescue Victor.


Alice whispered, "Victor, the McCord will kill me when he sees what I have done."

I patted her hand. "Not with me here. He and I are friends."

"The McCord has no friends when it comes to justice, Victor. You will see."

I heard Father Renfield scuffling with my friend outside the door.
"No, Sam, let me go in first. Let me see ...."

"No," snapped Captain Sam.

"Yes," said Ada, and I saw her zip in through the open doorway.

She pulled up short as she saw what remained of the Snowman and Ice. She looked at Alice. And I remembered the blood on her lips and fingers.

Ada gasped, "Oh, my stars!"

Renfield darted past her, looking at the bodies, then at Alice behind me. "Bloody Hell!"

Captain Sam rasped, "Dear God, what did that fiend do to Victor?"

And suddenly he was in front of my two friends. He seemed untouched by the Snowman's guards, his smoking Colts still held in his hands.

He looked at me, then at the bloody remains of the Snowman and Ice.

Soft and low, he spoke to me, "Victor, move away from the ghoul. Now."

I shook my head. "Her name's Alice, sir."

His words were soft thunder. "Move away from Alice, son."

"She's my ghoul friend, sir."

Alice kicked me in the right shin. "Damn, Alice! That was the one place on my whole body that didn't hurt!"

I saw Sam angle for a killing shot. "You know, Alice, blocking you from harm is hard enough without having to do it hopping about on one foot."

Ada cocked her head as she studied the two of us. She slowly smiled.

Alice hissed, "Do not EVER call me that again, Victor!"

Sam raised both Colts, and I rasped, "You'll have to shoot through me, sir!"

His pale face was hard. "I'll do what I have to, son. Please don't make me shoot through you."

"No!," screamed Alice. "Do not kill Victor. Kill me if you must, but leave my Victor alone!"

Everybody's eyebrows rose up at her word "my." Ada patted down Sam's Colts.

"Oh, do put away those behemoths, Samuel."

"What are you talking about? Look at what she'd done."

Ada shook her head. "No, look at what Victor has done."

"Have you gone loco?"

"Have you gone brain-dead, Samuel? Miss Wentworth has never strayed more than a block from her cemetery in all these years. No, Victor led her here to avenge Susan and punish vermin who needed it.

She looked tenderly at Alice. "Samuel will not hurt you dear."

"I won't? She's a ghoul, Ada."

"No, Samuel. She's Meilori."

He stiffened. "What did you say?"

"Oh, Samuel, real love comes but once in a blue moon. Think 1853. Look at them. Look at the way she looks at him. The way he was about to die for her."

Ada smiled as if it were an open wound. "She's Meilori, and he's you as you both were aboard the DEMETER in 1853."

He slowly turned to study us. He closed his eyes as if what he saw hurt him too deeply to keep on looking. He holstered his Colts.

Alice smiled at Ada. "You should have seen him do his Parkour."

Sam raised an eyebrow at me. "You know that?"

I nodded. "Learned it in Cleveland from a sensei."

Renfield barked a laugh. "He learns a French skill from a Japanese Master in Cleveland. Victor, you're a bloody riot."

Alice hugged my right arm. "He's a hero. My hero."

Sam sighed and doffed his Stetson to Alice. "Miss Wentworth, would you do me the honor of coming to Meilori's?"

Alice hushed, "Meilori's? Oh, could I? I have always wanted to go."

I patted her hand. "The first time's the worst. But don't worry. I'll be by your side."

Alice smiled soft. "Those are the only words I will ever have to hear to feel safe."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ada's lips move silently. But I read the words : "... and loved."
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17 comments:

  1. MY MODEM DIED, AND I ALMOST DID.
    I'M STILL COUGHING BUT BACK AT WORK. NOT MUCH TIME TO USE THE BUSINESS COMPUTER, BUT I WILL TRY TO ANSWER MY COMMENTS.

    MAYBE I'LL EVEN FEEL GOOD ENOUGH TO COME BACK TO WORK TOMORROW!

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  2. Aw, how sweet. Victor and Alice are so cute, no matter how dire the circumstances.

    I hope you feel better soon Roland.

    ........dhole

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  3. Donna :
    I'm feeling stronger today -- with a new modem, thankfully.

    I have a soft spot in my heart for those two -- despite the terrible things I put them through! Roland

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  4. Aw. I like how there's moments of humor woven through.

    I particularly like the description of a voice of soft thunder

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  5. Love the way Victor and Alice are protective of each other.

    I Sam angle for a killing shot - ?? Are there words or a line missing here?

    I really like the character of Ada, too.

    Hope you are feeling much better now.

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  6. Hmm, I thought you had keeled over and I was going to have to hire someone to channel you instead of all your ghosts. You poor dear, sounds like the flu. And to top it off you lost your modem...lovely.

    I'm loving Victor and Alice.

    Hope you feel better soon. :)

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  7. As always, superbly written. I would expect no less.

    I do hope you're feeling better soon, Roland.

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  8. You poor thing! I hope you didn't catch my nasty cold over the internet. There is no such thing as blog-sanitizer when visiting blogs.
    Hope you feel better soon!

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  9. Sweet Victor and Alice! Thanks for sharing with us.

    I hope you get well soon, Roland...


    ♥.•*¨Elizabeth¨*•.♥

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  10. Hi,

    I posted a comment and it bloody vanished! Start again: Ghoulish Victor & Alice snippet, but lovely reflections of Romeo & Juliet in the love song from R&J movie.

    V & C are a case of opposites attract yet become as one, and I love the way you put forth their respective protective natures! ;)

    best
    F

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  11. Bugger!!! I meant love song/music from the ballet R&J. I blame the wordy challenge that had a word that doesn't exist as is...

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  12. Hope you feel better - there seems to be a lot of sickness going around lately.

    Love the little bit about parkour :-)

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  13. Li ;
    Yes, poor Victor is made up of colorful scraps of knowledge and bruises! I'm glad you liked it, Roland

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  14. I'm a big fan of Victor, as you know - I just adored this piece! The humour is just right and each character has such a great voice.

    Hope you're feeling better.

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  15. Dear Roland,

    This is so sweet. I love how Victor and Alice defend each other. (Sigh) True love.

    Your ghosts (now Samuel Clemens, a.k.a. Mark Twain, earlier, Ernest Hemmingway) are giving me courage to use the well-known 18th century Swedish scientist, Carl Linnaeus as a fictional character.

    My Blue Moon - text is no good. I didn't really understand what to do with that theme. I am still in faerie-land with the author of Systema Naturae.

    Hope you will be feeling better soon. And that your modem behaves itself! I hate it when computers don't work. And that happens to me often.

    Best wishes,
    Anna
    Anna's REWers Challenge No 20 'Blue Moon'

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  16. Margo :
    Good seeing you here! Victor and Alice are big fans of you, too.

    Anna :
    Yes, Victor and Alice are lonely souls who finally have found their other Half.

    And I loved your Blue Moon entry. I'm a fae fan myself! Fallen demands it (THE LAST FAE).

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  17. Poor Roland. Poor modem. But that Victor and Alice take some beating. Very rich imagery for Blue Moon Roland. I do hope both you and your modem are feeling much better.

    Denise

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