The Rickety Railway Track


Along the rickety railway track the journey has begun.
With innards juddered, bones shaken, nerves shredded,
The question is: when will the journey be done?

21 responses to “The Rickety Railway Track”

  1. prenin avatar

    That is the great mystery we all face! 🙂

    God Bless!

    Prenin.

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    1. Tom Merriman avatar

      Sometimes, Prenin, the unknown is wonderful!

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  2. Visionkeeper avatar

    I think we are close TL…Major obstacles yet to overcome but we have come miles and miles and there are but few corners left to go ’round….Hang on 🙂 VK

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    1. Tom Merriman avatar

      Keep on keeping on, VK. We’ll get there!

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  3. Let's CUT the Crap! avatar

    Right around that corner is where the journey ends cause the tracks are gone. 😮

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    1. Visionkeeper avatar

      Yep, you are absolutely right! That’s how close we are to freedom…Keep on pushing that train….VK

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      1. Tom Merriman avatar

        Yep… keep on keeping on. I’m sure I’ve just said that…

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    2. Tom Merriman avatar

      Where this journey ends, Tess, another one is waiting to take its place. We may have to walk a few steps, but hey!

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      1. Let's CUT the Crap! avatar

        Walk. In these stilettos?

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        1. Tom Merriman avatar

          Why not? But if you didn’t want to walk, you could always fly!

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          1. Let's CUT the Crap! avatar

            Hm. Must remember to pack my magic broomstick. Thanks. I forgot.

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  4. Andra Watkins avatar

    Did you take this photo, Tom? Where is it?

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    1. Tom Merriman avatar

      I didn’t, Andra. It’s another tweaked screen grab from a movie. No idea which one, however. And, I’ve no idea where it is either. I’m rubbish.

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  5. Jo Bryant avatar

    The unknown…what a wonder it is

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    1. Tom Merriman avatar

      Jo, the greatest mystery!

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  6. lameadventures avatar

    When I visit your site, Tom, I figure that it’s your job to not only enlighten me about when the journey ends, but also when it starts, who’s going along for the ride (Walpole?), what stops they make, did anyone think to pack hair gel and did I noticed the ominous faces in the shrubbery along the way? (Probably missed those, but I figure I can count on you to patiently point those out.)

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    1. Tom Merriman avatar

      There’s always something different, yet slightly familiar on this journey, LA.
      Your mentioning of Walpole has reminded me that I haven’t posted the next part of this year’s tale featuring him through that hole in the wall out in the Grinds. I shall include this post as an interlude to that tale, as a train was due to feature…

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  7. The Writing Waters Blog avatar

    The only answer I’ve ever heard is “when it’s over, it’s over.” Not very consoling, but it is an indication of an inevitable end.

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    1. Tom Merriman avatar

      It is, Rebecca, but I like to think of things having alternative endings with unlimited possibilities. The inevitable end then becomes only one of many.
      Whether I’m right, though, will only be disclosed to me… at the end!

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  8. Wanda | Within The Sphere avatar

    […] year’s Walpole E. Epstein tale, which started in Butterflight, and continued (out of sequence) in The Rickety Railway Track. The next part will be along in due […]

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