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The Bronze Seagull - Ch 12"Interface?"
Steve called out as he reached his friend's cabin and knocked on the door.
"Interface, you in there, Mate?
Steve frowned as he received no response. He tried the handle, turning it when he found the door unlocked. The werewolf entered slowly. Interface's cabin seemed undisturbed with everything as neat as it was earlier.
Maybe he didn't come back here, Steve thought. Perhaps he's already returned to the observation deck.
Steve tried to think. He had lost track of time since Madam Slip knocked him out. How long had it been since Interface went missing? Steve turned to leave, deciding to check the observation deck first, and then meet up with Dolly. Hopefully along the way he would find his friend. Out of the corner of his eye, Steve spotted something that made him pause. He looked. It was a #2 pencil tucked partially under the bed. Steve's heart skipped a beat as he picked it up.
Interface's pencil. There's no way he would just leave this laying on the grou
Reflections.Why do the days rush by?
The sun racing through the sky.
The time is past, and forever more is gone.
Like memories of those we know.
Of friends who come, and friends who go.
It's the journey that makes us all strong.
Yet one day the path must end.
And sorrow will be the friend.
Of those who helped carry us far.
And into that long dark night.
We are but a soul in flight.
Who finally reached out for our star.
The Bronze Seagull - Ch10"Interface?"
Steve glanced around, a look of concern on his face. The only other person with him on the observation deck was Dolly. The jackrabbit stood there with her eyes screwed shut and her hands over her ears. Slowly she opened an eye and peered at Steve.
"What the tarnation was all that about, Dog, uh, Steve?" she said. "Y'all deafened me with that howling."
"Sorry, Dolly," Steve replied, his attention not fully focused on her words. "I just, it's a long story."
Steve hurried over to the doorway and peered out into the corridor.
"Did you see what happened to Interface?"
Dolly shook her head.
"Ah didn't, sorry," she replied. "Ah was too busy tryin not to loose mah hearin."
Steve glanced back at Dolly who was in the process of cleaning out her long ears.
Maybe I drove Interface away with my howl. If I drove Dolly crazy with it, then it would have been downright painful for him. What the heck made me just do that? I mean it was only a full... Moon!
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