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"And fluidity," Raspberry said. CeeCee flowed away from the overpass in a creamy gush.
A jagged crack raced up the side of the pylon with a ripple of sharp noise, overlapping pistol shots. The pylon split along its length. A half-column of concrete ripped free of rebar and thumped down onto the road hard enough to bounce Yves off the ground and knock the silver Jeep an inch forward. The bridging highway above rocked on its foundations.
Black Cherry gazed upward, worry melting into wonder and delight, as the pylon began its slow topple toward her. Her lips curled in a lazy smile, heavy lidded eyes sliding shut. "Oh, Master."
"Splat," Dee said, and several hundred tons of concrete pylon crashed down upon them both.
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Superman never made any money
For saving the world from Solomon Grundy,
And sometimes I despair
The world will never see
Another man…like him.
—Crash Test Dummies, Superman's Song
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- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 16 years agoMore of the incredible, absorbing, EPIC story I have commented on in so many forums.
I know all too well how creativity can take a backseat to daily life, but let's all encourage him to KEEP WRITING....captaintx
Anonymousover 16 years agoEvery single one of your stories including this one has had me entangled. I have been following your stories since you first started out and I love your work. You have an amasing talent. In this story I love every single part of it. As usual there are small typo's and spelling errors but very few exist. I love your stories and each time I read it's definatly getting better and better each time. Please please keep writing this story, I cannot wait untill your next submission comes out
Yours truly,
Blaze
