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Yuletide Celebration #2: The Reports of Allie le fae - Day 25 - FINAL POST

January 19, 20244 min read

 Welcome to the last entry of my first ever live write. This story has been a challenge to complete. I felt like I started strong, then the further I got into the story, the more I realized that Allie would likely mess up and not make it to New Years. I hope you enjoyed the story. I am getting closer to getting my first book published. I currently have merch posted at TheShopAtTheEndOfTheMultiverse.com. All stories posted in the blog are copywrite the date of posting.

~Kendyll Reighney – Storyteller

kmr

Saturday, 14 December 2024 – Day 24 of Yuletide

04:00 there was an intense knocking at the door.  I popped out of bed and answered the door.  There was a sour-faced centurion with an old time telegram tape in his hands.  He didn’t speak a word, he just held out the tape to me.  

I looked at the tape for a minute then held it up to read the message.

“Get back to Gale ASAP.  You have to explain unauthorized 

 combat action.  Plane flies out of LCH at 11:00.  Get Moving.  -Morgan

I then finished dressing as the morning trumpet sounded and headed to the Library.  I didn’t Want breakfast to get cold.  Loki has been hospitable with breakfast, and I’d hate to pay him back with rudeness.

Loki looked at me and asked what is the rush?

I told him about the message.

He said, that if he was my boss he would want a report too.  He also assured me that he would write the rest of my reports as if he were me for the duration of Yule.

He also said that he wouldn’t be able to get them to me until they were done, so I shouldn't expect them until sometime next year.


I finished breakfast, left the library and packed my bags.

When I got to the front gate of Camp Gaul, Director Gardener and Caesar were there to wish me off.

My rental car was there as well ready to take me to the airport.

I placed my bags in the car as McMurphae showed up to wish me off. 

He said that he had a parting gift for me.  He told me to follow him.  We slipped back inside the gates of Camp Gaul and took a right up a set of stair treads that I didn’t remember seeing before. We went up and up until we came out into what looked like a guard tower.  It felt like it was 100 feet above the ground.  He whispered to watch from right to left and he would show me a secret.  As he waved his hand from the right toward the left slowly, the mist shifted revealing the glory of Camp Breed across the Lake of Tears.  The buildings and fields and warzone, training spaces, the Range and acres and acres of fortified building groups, fields and thousands of people working, playing, and training.  As his hand crossed the lake it revealed the  outer wall of Camp Gaul upon the shore of the lake and row after row of neatly laid out Roman buildings. I clearly say where the club was and a repetition that showed at least 5 more dining halls.  I saw thousands of men drilling on a field of hundreds of acres to the back of the property and as the hands fell across the southern wall, I saw fresh dozer work and barracks going up where Camp Immortals is planned.  There had to be at least 300 acres in that compound alone. I stood in awe.  I thanked him for the view and asked how many acres are included in these camps.

He looked at me and smiled.  Then he said that at the moment I believe there are about 9000 acres connected throughout the camp.  I have also seen sign that they plan to grow to 12000 acres or more.  

The steak that you ate is from the cattle ranch on site.  The vegetables are from a prototype of Momma Gaias U-pik at the back of Camp Breed.  The Greeks are self-sufficient and the Romans are nearly so.

He stopped talking, and we started walking back down. 

 

I am currently on the plane making what I expect to be my last report on Yule 2024 from the southern camps. 

I’m pissed that I am missing Yule. 

Bite me Morgan.

allie

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Thank you for reading today’s entry in a series of unedited short stories written through the holiday season detailing the 2nd Yuletide cerebration of the southern camps and the birth of Rapid Response Team 308.

New Reighney Multiverse Merch can be found at: TheShopAtTheEndOfTheMultiverse.com

I also have short writings posted @ https://medium.com/@kendyllreighney
I expect this story to be posted throughout the holiday season and end in January.

I am looking forward to bringing you along on this journey.  I have never done a near real time write, but there is a first time for everything and this book is screaming to be written.

Enjoy, 

~Kendyll Reighney -- Storyteller

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Louis Green - Co-Author Prime

Louis Green, Co-Author Prime, was born in November 1975. He taught public school for over 20 years. When he was 47 years old, he wrote his first novel with the help of his son, Kendyll Reighney, as co-writer. He enjoys writing, farming, and family time.

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Yuletide Celebration #2: The Reports of Allie le fae - Day 25 - FINAL POST

January 19, 20244 min read

 Welcome to the last entry of my first ever live write. This story has been a challenge to complete. I felt like I started strong, then the further I got into the story, the more I realized that Allie would likely mess up and not make it to New Years. I hope you enjoyed the story. I am getting closer to getting my first book published. I currently have merch posted at TheShopAtTheEndOfTheMultiverse.com. All stories posted in the blog are copywrite the date of posting.

~Kendyll Reighney – Storyteller

kmr

Saturday, 14 December 2024 – Day 24 of Yuletide

04:00 there was an intense knocking at the door.  I popped out of bed and answered the door.  There was a sour-faced centurion with an old time telegram tape in his hands.  He didn’t speak a word, he just held out the tape to me.  

I looked at the tape for a minute then held it up to read the message.

“Get back to Gale ASAP.  You have to explain unauthorized 

 combat action.  Plane flies out of LCH at 11:00.  Get Moving.  -Morgan

I then finished dressing as the morning trumpet sounded and headed to the Library.  I didn’t Want breakfast to get cold.  Loki has been hospitable with breakfast, and I’d hate to pay him back with rudeness.

Loki looked at me and asked what is the rush?

I told him about the message.

He said, that if he was my boss he would want a report too.  He also assured me that he would write the rest of my reports as if he were me for the duration of Yule.

He also said that he wouldn’t be able to get them to me until they were done, so I shouldn't expect them until sometime next year.


I finished breakfast, left the library and packed my bags.

When I got to the front gate of Camp Gaul, Director Gardener and Caesar were there to wish me off.

My rental car was there as well ready to take me to the airport.

I placed my bags in the car as McMurphae showed up to wish me off. 

He said that he had a parting gift for me.  He told me to follow him.  We slipped back inside the gates of Camp Gaul and took a right up a set of stair treads that I didn’t remember seeing before. We went up and up until we came out into what looked like a guard tower.  It felt like it was 100 feet above the ground.  He whispered to watch from right to left and he would show me a secret.  As he waved his hand from the right toward the left slowly, the mist shifted revealing the glory of Camp Breed across the Lake of Tears.  The buildings and fields and warzone, training spaces, the Range and acres and acres of fortified building groups, fields and thousands of people working, playing, and training.  As his hand crossed the lake it revealed the  outer wall of Camp Gaul upon the shore of the lake and row after row of neatly laid out Roman buildings. I clearly say where the club was and a repetition that showed at least 5 more dining halls.  I saw thousands of men drilling on a field of hundreds of acres to the back of the property and as the hands fell across the southern wall, I saw fresh dozer work and barracks going up where Camp Immortals is planned.  There had to be at least 300 acres in that compound alone. I stood in awe.  I thanked him for the view and asked how many acres are included in these camps.

He looked at me and smiled.  Then he said that at the moment I believe there are about 9000 acres connected throughout the camp.  I have also seen sign that they plan to grow to 12000 acres or more.  

The steak that you ate is from the cattle ranch on site.  The vegetables are from a prototype of Momma Gaias U-pik at the back of Camp Breed.  The Greeks are self-sufficient and the Romans are nearly so.

He stopped talking, and we started walking back down. 

 

I am currently on the plane making what I expect to be my last report on Yule 2024 from the southern camps. 

I’m pissed that I am missing Yule. 

Bite me Morgan.

allie

BLOG CLOSE:
Thank you for reading today’s entry in a series of unedited short stories written through the holiday season detailing the 2nd Yuletide cerebration of the southern camps and the birth of Rapid Response Team 308.

New Reighney Multiverse Merch can be found at: TheShopAtTheEndOfTheMultiverse.com

I also have short writings posted @ https://medium.com/@kendyllreighney
I expect this story to be posted throughout the holiday season and end in January.

I am looking forward to bringing you along on this journey.  I have never done a near real time write, but there is a first time for everything and this book is screaming to be written.

Enjoy, 

~Kendyll Reighney -- Storyteller

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Louis Green - Co-Author Prime

Louis Green, Co-Author Prime, was born in November 1975. He taught public school for over 20 years. When he was 47 years old, he wrote his first novel with the help of his son, Kendyll Reighney, as co-writer. He enjoys writing, farming, and family time.

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