Hmm, what's that I hear?

 Streaks of light drifted and played across the remains of Tendo-ke as

the

sun surmounted the skyscrapers in the distance, rather like a really

bright

King Kong--that is, if King Kong were a burning ball of gas millions of
miles away. Even so, if anyone had looked on the place where the Tendo

Dojo

had until recently sat, they would see something quite extraordinary

resting

on the room's tatami flooring.

Hmm... Isn't this a no metaphor zone?

Oh! It's not a metaphor, but it's like one, you see...

As alike as similies and metaphors can be, I suppose...

  I think the King Kong tangent deserves, in fact, more attention.

  Mr. Oliver? Mr. Tymes?

Speak his name, and he shall appear!

--in a puff of acrillic pink smoke. ^_^

I'd recommend taking the metaphor and making it a bit more literal.

Can't have a story with a King Kong metaphor without chunks of
flaming ape bits falling all over the place. Gotta have a big illegal
barbeque. Wouldn't be proper otherwise!

Maybe, but think of the cost in propaine gas, man! Not to mention the
smell...

ERG! Festering monkey meat!

Thought the story was fine, but I only had a chance to skim it. It
was a few days ago, but I distinctly remember laughing at some
bits. ^_-

Thanks. One tries one's best.

You do, of course, realize what sort of opinion the one you're
asking will come up with, right? ^_^

If your works are any indication...

No. I have no idea.

Anyway, thanks for the input. Beware, though! There is a stench of Power
Ranger perhaps invading in chapter six!

Yes, I know, worse than the monkey meat.

Later,
AJ Andreason




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