Page 16 - Indies Roundtable Winter 2020
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The girl did not acknowledge “Hey, show some respect for the
Lady!” The Civil War soldier
the Redcoat’s insults, instead, she stiffened.
looked back out at the vast library The Redcoat looked away as if
he was bored with the
toward the direction the sobbing conversation. The distant crying
rose a bit louder and it turned into
came from. Her brow knit a wail of jumbled words.
together as she pondered the “The crying is getting worse.”
The girl suggested.
situation.
“I’m open to suggestions.” The
“Someone should do Civil War soldier agreed,
“anything to stop that howling!”
something!” The Civil War soldier
They moved to the edge of the
pushed his blue cap askew and bookshelf that was their perch
and they looked across the large
clasped his hands over his ears. “I room in the direction the crying
came from.
can’t take this crying every night.”
“We must go see who is crying
The girl turned and surveyed and help them.” She suggested
again.
both soldiers. Crafted by a
talented artist, they were
decorative figurines from a
collection of the ‘Soldiers of the
Great Wars and Civilizations.’
They had been sculpted perfectly
with exact details specifically
designed to represent the wars
they fought in. The Civil War
soldier’s uniform looked a little
large on his slim frame and he had
been sculpted with a slightly
rumpled appearance.
The Redcoat was pristine in his
red coat and white vest, silver
buttons, white britches, tri-corn
hat, and polished black boots.
“May I remind you, you both
are part of the same collection!
You should work together, you are
made of the same stuff, just
painted with different costumes.”
“That is something only a
female would say!” The Redcoat
sniffed.
Lady!” The Civil War soldier
the Redcoat’s insults, instead, she stiffened.
looked back out at the vast library The Redcoat looked away as if
he was bored with the
toward the direction the sobbing conversation. The distant crying
rose a bit louder and it turned into
came from. Her brow knit a wail of jumbled words.
together as she pondered the “The crying is getting worse.”
The girl suggested.
situation.
“I’m open to suggestions.” The
“Someone should do Civil War soldier agreed,
“anything to stop that howling!”
something!” The Civil War soldier
They moved to the edge of the
pushed his blue cap askew and bookshelf that was their perch
and they looked across the large
clasped his hands over his ears. “I room in the direction the crying
came from.
can’t take this crying every night.”
“We must go see who is crying
The girl turned and surveyed and help them.” She suggested
again.
both soldiers. Crafted by a
talented artist, they were
decorative figurines from a
collection of the ‘Soldiers of the
Great Wars and Civilizations.’
They had been sculpted perfectly
with exact details specifically
designed to represent the wars
they fought in. The Civil War
soldier’s uniform looked a little
large on his slim frame and he had
been sculpted with a slightly
rumpled appearance.
The Redcoat was pristine in his
red coat and white vest, silver
buttons, white britches, tri-corn
hat, and polished black boots.
“May I remind you, you both
are part of the same collection!
You should work together, you are
made of the same stuff, just
painted with different costumes.”
“That is something only a
female would say!” The Redcoat
sniffed.
