 Ant_222 wrote: |
| «Have you heard that arrogance gets you nowhere?» I agree completely that nobody is obliged to reply, I didn't even imply the opposite. The problem is that I don't want to have two or more parralel threads on the same subject... What arrogance? I was just interested whether I can hope that someone answers or not. If nobody wants to read my long posts, that's ok. If it sounded as if I were arrogant towards the readers, I am sorry. |
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Your post is warmly received![Wink [;)]](/emoticons/emotion-5.gif)
I did a quick review on your article. Actually the tone sounded pretty good, except a few rough spots on spelling and word choice which are marked. Here it is ....
I chose a dry place and decided to have a rest.
At night I had to orient by touch. Suddenly I fell into a deep pit full of smelly water. I couldn't get out of it...
Suddenly, from the muddy water appeared a strange creature. I had seen something similar on one planet. The large-fanged water-sprite with a fish tail attacked me.
I resisted desperately, but my vigor (no s) were nearly exhausted. Damned planet!
After the fight I could'n come to my senses for a long time. Thanks God, it ended happily. I looked around: the landscape wasn't notable for divercity. In the east I sort of noted some buildings.
The swamp amazed me by its size. But I oriented (did you mean orientated ?) here quite well already. (+)
The night happened to be extremely dark. Too late I noted that a whole flock of night birds was circling over me. Hadrly had I rised my look to the sky, the winged demons pounced on me.
These creatures were too many. I was loosing my vigors.
Somehow I managed to beat off the birds of prey. A couple of huge birds was left to lie on the grass. It was quickly dawning. I felt worn out. A new day was beginning.
It was comfortable to rest here. A warm wind brought the smell of the sea. I was sure the sea was very close.
The swamp had been left behind. I was on a field overgrown with grass. Now I distinctly saw strange metal constructins (structures?) in the east. The steep rocks were still stretching in the south. In the north I was amazed to find an uncomely ( choice of word) path going across the swamp.
It seemed to me that I had been here one time. From the south I was surrounded by rocks, in the west ranged swamps and in the north the path receded into the distance.
I slept for a while on the grass.
I stood at the territory of an abandoned factory. Everything here had grown over with grass. Part of the buildings was runious. Rusty pipes, addle wooden crates and broken glass were everywhere. To the north of the factory were rocks, the swamps strethed to the south.
Passing by the factury I looked at the ruins one more time. It seems (tense), that it was a weapon factory. That was proven by the rusty parts of ancient laser plants and rocket launchers that were scattered everywhere.
I passed the factory by. It was silent and comfortless here. A light wind drove pieces of paper and cellophane across the ground.