(work in progress)
TO BE SEEN
(Sean was gone, and whatever replaced him, well, we shall now call "Seen."
Let's explore this "Seen." Let's find out what it meant To Be Seen, shall we?)
A Walkin is not a demon, an angel, nor a spirit.
They have an agenda, and they work their means to their ends, however they can do it. They may not be able to accomplish their agenda with one single attempt, but they have plenty of time simply because they exist without time. They are timeless.
What is not timeless is our short escape that we are allotted on this tiny blue marble, alone in all the eternity of space.
Sean was lost, and he did not have much time.
Seen had all the time in the world.
It became obvious about Sean when we reached the Clovis Hostibal.
But wait, I am getting ahead of myself.
Do not talk about the tale, right?
Instead, tell it.
Huh.
---(not yet done willies)
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I publish these tales here on this site every weekend as mental escape. Enjoy them, but do not steal them. If you do, I will come to your window while you are sleeping, my friend.
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