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Take Me Away: Chapter 9On the way home Rick told her that the band needed to go to a meeting, just a quick one, so they trusted that she would stay in the house alone. "Don't hesitate to call the building and ask for us if anything goes wrong," he assured. "I'll leave the number out in case you need it, which I hope you won't."
She nodded and waited as they got ready, scuttling about the house. She slipped into Rick's room and watched the small fish tank she hadn't even realized he had, observing their bright patterns and colors.
The time came when the band was ready to leave, and they said farewell with slightly anxious feelings. But they believed nothing would
Believe Me: Chapter 1It was a typical rare English day, when the sun was shining warmly on the green countryside of Royden in a cool June. The grass made itself appear extra green and bright, as if in celebration of the fine weather. Every animal was happier, it seemed, and so were the plants. Flowers blossomed widely and birds chirped excitedly at the sight. And David Gilmour was happy.
He awoke to the golden sunlight bright upon his face, as it came in through the curtainless windows of his room. He blinked his bright blue eyes, and got up and dressed before going into the kitchen and making a quick breakfast. "Don't want to be late for the meeting," he mumble
Rick's Birthday Present Part 2A treasure.
A precious gift to life itself.
Sixty-eight years ago, a special being was brought into existence for the world to cherish.
You were born to grow into an intelligent, beautiful man with an unmatched talent.
A talent for the arts.
Twenty-six musical instruments.
And being able to play each with flawless precision.
Today is a special day. We the fans celebrate a special life that began many years ago. You grew up to become a role model for millions of people as well as a great influence.
We remember the fact that you graced our lives with your presence that one lovely day in 1943. The earth is eternally grateful to
HelicaseHelio and I were always sitting on the stairs, chatting about the lamina and occasionally making snide remarks about ribosomes. There wasn't much for us to do. Our job was to simply be, and let the RNA scribble down the letters on our foreheads when they came around every once in a while. Helio was a G, I was a C. It wasn't exactly fulfilling, I suppose. There wasn't much to be filled. So to pass the time, we talked.
"You ever wonder?" Helio asked.
"About...well...what's out there." Helio and I were rooted to the stairs, quite happily, but it was awkward to move in. He kind of twisted in the general direction of the closest pore. "Out in the cytoplasm."
"I haven't," I admitted. "What's there to wonder about?"
"That's exactly the thing. I have no idea." Helio sighed, gazing into the distance. "Somehow it feels like we play this huge, huge role in something important, but how can we when we don't even know what that something is? I want to be something that, that has
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