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Section 23 Urilla rides

Stars white clouds vivid visions, twitching fingers Mog alive. On horseback Urilla gallops. Her black hair sways in the wind. Red eyed and conscious Mog strengthens her unaware. she impales Annabel takes her trophy of heads at foot of the mountain her secret uncovered. Game over "off with their heads" has come to an end 

Mog for centuries, knower of secrets. Annabel fooled many her true anonymity. Detective French great
detective work, uncovered her lies. She killed Fitzroy once partner of her schemes ran. He saw Mog in her eyes when speaking with French at the tavern. His relentless digging into her past infuriated her. Poor Fitzroy Annabel killed him too.
Partners in crime, Annabel and Fitzroy killed Arnold Winter. Fitzroy's head in a cellar his body Fleet Street. Annabel again a loner. 

Macwell wife is gone, who knows where? His hotel has no customers. Rumors of Mog done its damage. John Creel's business booms send rage through Macwell. Seek to purchase Macwell livelihood for cheap. Macwell complete breakdown, eyes glowing red, John Creel demise in his sights. 
Milford Lowe rich guy, witness murder thinks it's conspiracy tells what he see. Suddenly, Urilla appeared with heads in tote.Investigation Annabel's fetish for heads underway. 

Urilla's inner faith, served her well. Red, high heel, red, silk, dress does her justice.Whoosh on the horse she jump, rode off toward her home dripping blood from her long hair.
Fight brewing between Macwell and Creel. Creel's prosperity looming doom. Macwell pissed Mog sees his rage. Suddenly, Urilla jerks uncontrollably makes it home. At hospital she rest in a coma. And Mog races through time to new feeding ground of blood and gore. 

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that's a good path towards the ending. Well done. Will Mackwill's wife ever be found? how's the showdown between Mog/Mackwill and John Creel? I'm waiting for the next in line to draw the conclusion.

Alid

can't follow. I thought we need to write only sixteen lines.
You seem to be so enthusiastic Barbara.

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That is true in the beginning. However, Wes has given the green light to Carrie to write more than that since it is approaching the climax. Now I supposed 16 lines is the minimum, not the maximum for our contribution, that is if you CAN write more than 16 lines. I can't. lol.Take it easy. Ask Wes if you need more info.

Alid

but let Carrie slide because I had required a rewrite from her.
However, let's do this.
I'm going to let everyone loose to write "as many lines as they need". Please control yourselves. This will be the last round with Carrie having started it. This means I'm going to ask Rula and Alid to write our epilogues. No one else. We need to wind it down far enough that "I" will write our resolution. So everyone, this is your last go.

As many lines as you need within reason.
I will write a resolution on my turn.
Rula and Alid will each write an epilogue (I will discuss what an epilogue must consist of and its purpose in more detail in a little bit... don't panic you two... its easier than you think and should be fun as it lets you kind of loose to create loose ends).

I'll post this also in the various threads so everyone gets a look at it.
If there are any questions post them in the syllabus thread, so everyone can be privy to it.

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What a shame Urilla confiscated Anabel's collection of heads. They were quite the company for a sociopathic introvert such as herself. :) This is a good lead to an end. Now we wait for the final show down....

Keep Writing,
Carrie

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If I need to shave off some lines. I will I thought we had go ahead for more lines from you Wesley. If one get to add more, all should get to or it become confusing. And I thought Carrie had rewritten her already or alid wouldnt have written his.
Stan you giving out epilogue to alid and Carrie, what about -geezer Stan Ian loved, then you the ending.?

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will have the opportunity to write in the expanded format as did you. Rula, Carrie and Alid did not have that opportunity though Carrie expanded hers a little. Therefore they will have the opportunity to write the epilogues after I have written the resolution (I get to do that because this is a monarchy).
So everyone gets a chance to strut their stuff one last time. The epilogues can also be in an expanded format since those three poets did not get that chance, however epilogues are traditionally shorter works.

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That throughout this the sixteen line format worked out well in keeping everything organized. The expanded format now at the end is great because it allows to express ourselves one more time without leaving out details or frustrating ourselves trying to condense words and thoughts :) This really was a great idea and brought out the darker less rigid sides of many of our great poets. It was nice to see everyone throw caution to the wind and bring out some very strong emotions.

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Carrie

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I think its at sixteen lines now.

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I meant that you and everyone else can write in an expanded version to the end. Please, please put it back. It was what I am looking for in everyone's closing section. Use all the lines you need to get your last section. There was nothing wrong there. You were the first to write in the expanded version, so Rula, Carrie and Alid, who didn't (and won't) get the chance to write in an expanded version will get to write the epilogues when their last turn comes round.
You are the first in the last round.
Please, I want your big version. Everyone does. That big one is what I want to put in the Main Thread.

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I looked at it and get it. You didn't eliminate anything, you simply expanded the line length. Very clever. If you eliminated anything (I hope not) feel free to put it back. Let me know if this is the version you want to go to the Main Thread.

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If everybody finish critiquing and suggesting,it done

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