Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, constrained by a sentence limit (high and low) of six, there are worse ways to spend the remaining time you have on earth.
Prompt word:
THUNDER
The broad blue afternoon sky conveyed the uncertainty of an uninvited guest to the party-on-the-roof and frowned itself a low-row of dark clouds. Keeping a distance, it mostly hid behind the other buildings in the industrial district; an occasional flash of lightning, ineffectual attempts to announce itself. As a last-ditch effort to be noticed, it produced a distant chorus of thunder.
The tall, thin man stepped backwards through the door to the stairway led down to the lower floors of the mill building that housed the Six Sentence Café & Bistro. As his left knee accepted the weight of his body, his right leg extended into the stairwell, even as his mind considerately provided an ink and pen drawing of ta’i chi: 捋 (Lǚ).
The Proprietor’s last open-air view was of people surrounding la Raconteuse who, in turn, smiled at friends both new and old, with the kind of wistfulness that spoke of childhood games played out by actors far too old for their parts; only Frank, his head nodding to something or someone unseen, appeared comfortable in the social embrace of the other guests.
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About clarkscottroger
That voice is keeping me preoccupied. The thunder looks like it is going to drive us off the roof.
the good thing about roof, you can see the storm as it approaches
Thanks for providing the links! :)
yw
Fun and games! (greetings from midway in The Channel Tunnel)
not a fan of excessively long restrained places, elevators, tunnels etc
Ah. I made a video of boarding the channel tunnel train. I’ll upload here after dinner. You just sit in your car and listen to music.
yeah
(too late now, but, perhaps on your return)
Just listened, thanks to Vodafone roaming. Merman! 🤣
thx
A calm before the storm?
hopefully
Oh, excellent. She (la Raconteuse) has come out… at least for a while.
yeah, party might have to move indoors (either Room 215 or downstairs in the Bistro)
They finally made it up, only to have to come down, I imagine. Except for the roof garden, which will get some rain it seems, there’s probably not a lot up there.
only way is down, back into the building, down the stairs and take refuge in Room 215 or, better, down to the Bistro
Stellar connector! You’ve even included Frank’s Invisible entity.
Enjoyed your use of anthropomorphism to describe the sky. Very nice!
As to our guests who have gathered or heading to the rooftop, their time there may be interrupted if the weather has anything to say about it, which it just may, lol. Hopefully, Frank makes it up there before that happens!