Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
You’re all still here…
So let’s see what jenne and cyear be up to, this week’s Unicorn Challenge.
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“Suppose this,” the man moved his arm in a casual arc that implied no one thing, all the while including everything, “isn’t the way we were taught?”
“What?” The man’s companion, not being precisely human, responded in a language that did not require the creation of sound waves through air.
“Well, you know, transitions and such. A distant horizon with attractive vistas framing a single path through a non-adversarial geography.” The man thought to look down, the better to gauge the efficacy of his narrative embellishment, and smiled, remembering that there was no ‘down’ in this place, and so returned his gaze to ‘ahead’.
“Forgot again, didn’t you?” If air-based sound were a prerequisite in this place, music would have been the product of this latest interrogative. Moving at the man’s side, his companion required no special emphasis to her words. Italics for careful specificity and declining volume for sensitive emphasis was not a part of the land the two traversed. After all, the language of the heart rarely, if ever, requires a speech therapist.
“Well, I’m in no hurry, if you’re not.”
For the benefit of any observers, a concern that did not exist in her previous mundane life, the man’s companion simply wagged her tail.
The two walked on.
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Delightful piece, Clark.
Good to see you back here, mon vieux
thanks, c
An inspired journey through the dogged journey to understand the meaning of life. Loved it, clark,
Thank you, Doug
A smile bringer, for certain.
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You’ve surpassed yourself, Clark.
Delicately used words to describe the absence of need for words in the language of the heart.
And a final smile with the wagging of that tail.
Love it.
thanks jenne
It’s the tail wag.
Gets them every time.
ikr?
No, the language of the heart rarely does.
Beautiful piece of writing, Clark.
Lovely story, Clark!
Thanks, Nicole
I love this! Finally, I realised it’s a dog.
(well, of course, I had speech therapy myself🤣)
ty CH!
A beautiful Una story.