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Ok good night.. it's time for a good night story. Once upon a time in a land far far away but not too far away maybe in the next county or maybe over there in the next tree house. There lived a family before 5 if you count their puppy I guess since the puppy usually came along with them you should count them so there is 5 in total. There is enter the pirate is no eyes missing his left foot and his right ankle remember the stories are not his first one was June 25th 2013 he's pushing his boat out into the Great Salt Lake when will the hole he saw a pregnant woman and two kids and there was a time in Salt Lake shark going after them around in their water and it got them save them the tire Salt Lake shirt got his ankle all the way down to the bone. Him and his wife was walking hand in hand the great outdoors in Yellowstone Park just getting off the snowmobile there a grizzly bear happy about it came running after him and do the pirate just breathe again any saved as WiFi throughout Europe into a tree but of course the grizzly bear cut into the pirate took off his left leg and buried in the snow drift free froze to death almost hey I'm here let's came took him to the hospital thought amount what I'm saying and health insurance decided not to pay for his leg or is I surgery because of the cold cold snow and he was left destitute almost I'm aligned so I feel it. To the great outdoors of Bolivia where he decided to live with the dogs he took his wife his two kids and the dog down to Bolivia. Where in Bolivia within the first 3 weeks nigger dinner into. . It's time for good 8 story. Once upon a time in a land far far away but not too far away maybe in the mix county her maybe over there in an extra house. Hulu the family before 5 counter puppy I guess since this puppy usually came along with them you should count them so there's 5 in total. Who's into the pirate is no eyes missus life what plans right ankle 22 p.m.
Adventure reading is a life on its own
Dreaming of ships fighting in space or at sea
Vivid books storytelling a venture is insane
Eternity written across the universe of books
Need a memory live within an adventure in a tale
Time is nothing for those that read
Until one realizes time has passed by
Reality is nothing compared to space divided by light cubed
Eternity is the book of life written within a book
Reading pirate stories is a truth
Eternity, a storyteller’s dream
A memory in time
Dreaming about a story told for eternity
I live as a pirate throughout time
https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/memories-of-clint-or-ender-or-clinton-1198969634868305920 https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/a-bench-leading-to-wonderland-or-has-alice-gone-mad-1194033625456701440 https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/a-bench-leading-to-wonderland-or-has-alice-gone-mad-1194035608590741504 https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/he-moved-through-time-and-wandered-the-halls-of-time-for-his-1210298037171281920 https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/when-you-have-to-live-inside-your-mind-oh-the-places-i-go-1198374995884363776 Ender the pirate was sailing through the seven oceans not the seven seas with his crew of three when he met Michelle running away from being a full-time mommy. She was tired of doing this is this and that is that and wanted to sail through the ocean carefree. She could sing and sing some shanty songs of pirates and treasure and isle where drinking could be done without remorse. The sadness was life as a pirate was really boring. Yes, I know all the stories. You ever spent months on a ship only to take a prize fishing boat with three fish and the boat?Think hundreds of ships and only Capt’f Flint ever got any treasure and then instead of spending it he buried it on some island?Come now, laugh with me. I put Michelle after getting drunk three days straight to mopping the ship floors. Then into the kitchen. She was living hell. Was she happy at first? She was happy as the drunk shrunk. However, after four weeks at sea and nothing of any treasure at hand. She too worried about why or how people lived as pirates.On the fifth week she tried to mutiny with three other crew members. For that, the captain put all four of them on an island in the middle of nowhere. Declared Michelle, Queen Michelle of this island, and left.I can still hear her screaming. Then singing I am a queen that I am a pirate queen. And then? I think I could hear her tell her subject to mop the deck. Which was odd, for the island was made totally of sand?To awake in a distinct reality is nothing. To awake in a distinct reality for an unlimited amount of time? Heroes come and go. Legends stay within their own mind. I was a Talon. Few people remember what that means or even heard of them. The souls ripped from their bodies a long time ago and put in. Well, to begin with they were put in statues. The original statues guarded an island. From what? Pirates. The originals were statues built to walk around an island. To provide a wonderful island protection from pirates. The problem with statues is protecting an island from a physical problem was not much of a problem. Protecting the population from themselves? Major problem. The island I remember destroyer was a plague.They died all within a short two-day span. Leaving a spirit locked statue to guard an island. What does a statue do for eternity? At first, not much. I sort of sat and watched the sun come and go. The dilemma which in my age and era spelt dilemna did an immortal do? You can walk the island protecting it from waves, and the occasional pirate raid. The first 4,000 years was a sort of like that. The island housing was gone. The island stood. I was more of a legend in my own mind. I doubt any of the pirates that came that way. Well, that they even remember why they attempted to pillage the island from time to time.So, after a while I got bored and skipped stones, and broken ships for a time. You probably have heard of a ship thought lost for decades turning up on some unknown part of the world. Wondering how it got there? Well, if I came upon the ship I would pick it up and see how far I could skip one like a rock. Not the funnest sport it helped with the time. Then somewhere around 1680s a pirate ship sailed towards the island. I was about to jump out from behind a mountain, crush it and skip it. When the captain came out. He hailed me. Now. This is the oddity. After 4,000 plus years to hear one’s own name and in a language that was alive, that knew was something. To see this pirate's attempt to bargain with me was absurd.Needless to say, I was curious. I crept from behind the mountain and sat in a pool next to his ship. His voice was shaky, but his plan was something to behold. Between him and his crew, I could understand more about their story. They had stumbled upon a page of life. Say what? That was an old legend in my day. The evil one had attacked heaven. Stealing a book of life. Then had spread the book out among realities and times. With the hope that this would stop the day of judgment from happening. Now? The pirate had a single page. He knew it had assigned me sort of to a map and another page.Yes. I had read the page a long time ago. Parallel realities, time travel, the works. Did it interest me? Of course it did. To see a different sun without having to sit at the same mountain at my back would be something. I asked how I would accompany him? Now. The pirate’s name was Ender and his magic was story telling. His story was wild and his magic. Well, his magic made him one stand out. What he said and could or would do was something tempting. That his statements made sense and how he proposed doing the trick was wildly out of the norm. However, the legalistic side of me said all I would meet the forms and formats. And I could travel. So in accord was reached. The magic happened. What magic? Imagine a reality stacked upon a reality the biggest upon the littlest. All I had to do was find one where either the statue of me or I or that Talon was gone and take its dimensional size. Then with a secret transport said content from here to there and back. For those less into here to there, I would take possession of the island and statue there. Meaning? I could transform my size and that of my island to something I could fit inside, say my pocket. Thus legalistically I was not breaking my word.For a spirit guarding and protecting my island from now until the end of time. And I got to move aboard the ship the black Skimmer with a crew. Let me be honest. To live amount a group of people. Let alone on a ship crossing the seven seas. Versus watching the sun go up and down for thousands of years was a treat. Now what did I have to give Ender for his magic? That is between me and him. He however was a man of his word. A hero in hi own time, a legend to me? Sure, few people get noted in a Talon book. https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/ender-hides-the-journal-1114675798367051776