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“Susurros The Ringing of the Years” Cada casa rústica y nueva espera para desarrollar un capítulo en el parque de casas rodantes de Cedar Key. Aquí, las paredes blanqueadas por el sol albergan secretos, y los caminos de hormigón agrietados soportan el peso de innumerables pisadas. Permítanme presentarles a algunos de nuestros protagonistas: El señor Jonick, con su barba canosa y su ceño perpetuamente fruncido, reside en el doble ancho azul en el extremo más alejado del parque. El porche se hunde bajo el peso de las viejas mecedoras, sus crujidos hacen eco de la amargura que ...

“Whispers The Ringing of the Years” Each rustic and new home waits to unfold a chapter in the Cedar Key RV trailer park. Here, the sun-bleached walls harbor secrets, and the cracked concrete pathways bear the weight of countless footsteps. Allow me to introduce a few of our protagonists: Mr. Jonick, with his grizzled beard and perpetually furrowed brow, resides in the blue double-wide at the far end of the park. The porch sags under the weight of old rocking chairs, their creaks echoing the bitterness he carries. Some claim he’s a retired detective haunted by unsolved cases. In ...

Robert Netboxer awoke slowly. A telephone was ringing in the darkness—a tinny, unfamiliar ring. He fumbled for the bedside lamp and turned it on. Squinting at his surroundings, he saw a plush Renaissance bedroom with Louis XVI furniture, hand-frescoed walls, and a colossal mahogany four-poster bed. Where the hell am I? The jacquard bathrobe hanging on his bedpost bore the monogram: HOTEL RITZ PARIS. Slowly, the fog began to lift. Netboxer picked up the receiver. "Hello?" "Dr. Netboxer, would you be interested in playing chess at les Ritz Cafe in one hour?" It was a woman's voice, possibly...

This Story starts in an RV park on the outskirts of Cedar Key. When in the middle of the night, an unusual-looking RV pulls into the park. Tom, the park attendant, gives the blue-faced diver his parking assignment #94 and has him follow him to his parking place. #94 is next to DocWolf and Writer, who are always happy to see new arrivals. However, these new arrivals are from outer space, and their RV is a camouflaged spaceship to look like an RV.

A science fiction fantasy story of a family of intergalactic explorers that are telepathic and endowed with supernatural powers. Wayne, the paranoid leader, leads a mixed species family and sentient computers on an adventure through the galaxy in search of lost planets of an ancient civilization.

Robert Netboxer despertó lentamente. Un teléfono sonaba en la oscuridad, un timbre metálico y desconocido. Buscó a tientas la lámpara de noche y la encendió. Al entrecerrar los ojos a su alrededor, vio un lujoso dormitorio renacentista con muebles de Luis XVI, paredes pintadas a mano con frescos y una colosal cama con dosel de caoba. ¿Dónde demonios estoy? El albornoz de jacquard que colgaba de la bacesta de la cama llevaba el monograma: HOTEL RITZ PARIS. Poco a poco, la niebla comenzó a levantarse. Netboxer recogió el receptor. —¿Hola? "Dr. Netboxer, ¿estaría interesado en ...

A science fiction story of a family of intergalactic explorers that are telepathic. Wayne the paranoid leader, leads a mixed species crew and sentient computers to a new solar system to establish a new home for them.

A science fiction fantasy story of a family of intergalactic explores that are telepathic and are endowed with supernatural powers. Wayne the paranoid leader, leads mixed species family and sentient computers to an adventure through the galaxy in search of lost planets of an ancient civilization.

Lady Mary stood by the window, gazing out at the horizon. The events of the day had left her feeling a mix of emotions. The royal funeral for Thomas Snebeck had been a somber affair, but the unexpected presence of the King and his son Rupert had added an air of significance to the proceedings. Lady Mary turned her attention to the note in her hand, the one left by Alessia and Rupert. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of frustration. “An eighteen-month-old child,” she muttered to herself. “What were they thinking?” Just then, a soft knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. It ...

"Esto no es realmente el comienzo; Llevo por aquí un tiempo. Sin embargo, aquí es donde voy a empezar a narrar esta historia, que en realidad no es un cuento. Es lo que me ha pasado desde que estoy en este parque. Doc me dio voz hace algún tiempo. Sin embargo, ha pasado un tiempo desde que me permitió escribir mis ideas por escrito. Oh, por cierto, mi nombre es Escritor. Soy un Schnauzer de autocaravana en miniatura. De todos modos, eso dice Doc. La miniatura que mencioné se refiere a mi estatura en la raza, no a mi tamaño real. Sin embargo, soy un Schnauzer de color champán adulto y...

“This is not really the beginning; I have been around for a while. Nevertheless, this is where I am going to start narrating this tale – It is not really a tale. It’s what has happened to me since I have been in this park. Doc gave me a voice some time ago. Still, it has been a while since he has permitted me to pen my ideas in written form. Oh, by the way, my name is Writer. I am a miniature motorhome Schnauzer. Anyway, so Doc says. The miniature I mentioned refers to my stature in breed, not my actual size. However, I am a fully grown champagne-colored Schnauzer and happy with my ...

Divagaciones del Writer Nos estamos embarcando en una nueva historia, queridos lectores, una que estoy encantado de compartir con ustedes. Ha pasado un tiempo desde que tuve la oportunidad de escribir mis pensamientos e ideas por escrito, pero hoy marca el comienzo de una nueva aventura. ¡Saludos, compañeros de viaje y soñadores! Permítame presentarme: soy Writer, su fiel y siempre curioso compañero en este viaje a través de cuentos y carreteras. Como un Schnauzer en miniatura con un talento bastante único, la telepatía, tengo la capacidad distintiva de comunicar mis pensamientos ...

We are embarking on a new story, dear readers, one that I am thrilled to share with you. It’s been a while since I’ve had the chance to pen my thoughts and ideas in written form, but today marks the beginning of a new adventure. Greetings, fellow travelers and dreamers! Allow me to introduce myself: I am Writer, your loyal and ever-curious companion on this journey through tales and highways. As a miniature Schnauzer with a rather unique talent—telepathy—I have the distinct ability to communicate my thoughts directly to you, my dear reader. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been...

A science fiction fantasy of a family of intergalactic explorers that are telepathic and are endowed with supernatural powers. Due to their interactions with intergalactic space-faring dragons. Wayne, the paranoid leader, uses a spaceship named Hugo. He leads a mixed-species family and sentient computers on an adventure through the galaxy. In hopes of finding planets to colonize.As you read this, imagine that you are reviewing the personnel of a starship's voyage. The ship is called HUGO 1, and it's a galaxy-class starship. X46 is the captain's holographic manifest. I was there when the ...

How are you doing? This is a fine day, doc. Are you still pursuing your dream of a culinary legacy? Writer asks. I am not sure yet; it all depends on whether or not this crew stays with me. I have gotten used to Randy, Monica, and Fabienne and wouldn’t want to go on a journey without Alexander and his two robots, thick and thin. They keep the coach on a smooth course. We did not have a breakdown while driving through Italy, France, or Spain. And that is a lot to say, considering the roads Alexander took that coach on. It sounds like your memory is coming back, doc. Have you laid out a ...

¿Cómo te va? Este es un buen día, doctor. ¿Sigues persiguiendo tu sueño de un legado culinario? “pregunta el Writer. Todavía no estoy seguro; Todo depende de si esta tripulación se queda conmigo o no. Me he acostumbrado a Randy, Monica y Fabienne y no querría emprender un viaje sin Alexander y sus dos robots, en las buenas y en las malas. Mantienen al entrenador en un curso suave. No tuvimos una avería mientras conducíamos por Italia, Francia o España. Y eso es mucho decir, teniendo en cuenta los caminos por los que Alexander tomó ese autocar. Parece que su memoria está ...

The Dreadnought saga continues. With the family of intergalactic explores that are telepathic and are endowed with supernatural powers. Derik, their leader takes command of a resurrected alien starship, the Dreadnought and leads his small group of explores to the Carina arm of the Milky Way galaxy in an endeavor to find Nadia's home world.

The continuation of the saga of a fantasy story of a family of intergalactic explorers, who are telepathic and endowed with supernatural powers.

Hi, my name is Writer. This is a short story of my life in a motorhome dictated to my scribe Doc. I don't have a Nome de plume because I report only the facts as they occur around me, and I have nothing to conceal. Therefore, why would I name a feather? My story is a true account mostly, except where Doc has made spelling, writing, or translation mistake, to which I'm not accountable for since I’m only a schnauzer. I am a true Texan; no bull, you can check my pedigree. Writer's journals from six weeks to one year.

DocWolf, un autor prolífico con cuarenta libros de ciencia ficción a su nombre, se encontró desanimado cuando las ventas de sus libros disminuyeron en un mercado saturado. Las historias que una vez fluyeron sin esfuerzo de su mente ahora parecían acumular polvo en los estantes de las librerías. Ante la disminución de las ventas y un sueño que se desvanecía, decidió embarcarse en una nueva aventura. Cambiando su bolígrafo por una espátula, DocWolf abrazó su amor por la cocina. Con su fiel autocaravana como nuevo hogar y cocina, se dispuso a explorar los paisajes culinarios de los...