A: I’ve thought of another one! Flibbertigibbet! D: Pardon? A: Words, D – inspiring words. D: Oh, I thought you were describing yourself again. . . A: Nice– D: Speaking of words, what does “Éadaí Baintrí” mean? A: You don’t know? D: I’ve been in your head for over 13 years; I’m rusty. Humor me.Continue reading “Lost in translation”
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The lurker
“. . . What do you think, Dubhal, will he live?” “His head will hurt for a good while” a man replied from the shadows behind Sean, his voice a gruff rumble. “Here, chew on this.” He reached around and shoved something into Sean’s open palm. Hearing the voice, Sean realized the man – DubhalContinue reading “The lurker”
Every day is a holiday
D: I see you’d rather look at Brownielocks’ Official Holidays than write today, hm? A: Uh huh . . . D: A . . . ? Come back, A . . . A: At least I’m not lost on Go Fug Yourself. There’s a chance I might come back from all the interesting daily holidaysContinue reading “Every day is a holiday”
The D/A Dialogues 