Daily Archives: February 8, 2020

Yin Yap

Variant Name: Jin Yiin Yn Yuin Yyin

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yankton_College#Closure

Yankton College closed in December 1984, and its campus became the site of Federal Prison Camp, Yankton,[4] which opened four years later.[5]

“Did you *ever* get those prison schematics I wanted, Norris?”

“N-not yet!” He tries to run (with scissors).

CLUNK.

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Moor(k)

“A different castle, Hucka Doobie. But still in Splinterwood. You can tell by the position of the divide between that sim and Hilling. We have landed; we are grounded.”

“Say (that picture) was about 6 years ago, huh,” the wise bee-being replied to my Corsica peak ramblings tonight. “And what of the others? You better check.”

“Well: Yuiselle,” I replied. “That hasn’t changed since all that land is protected. It’s not far from Splinterwood as well. Just a couple sims to the southwest.”

“Southwest again,” spoke Hucka Doobie. “And the third and last for tonight?”

“4 sims directly west of Southwest…”

“… Castle,” Hucka ended.


Peak of Moork; Yuiselle summits in the background.


Moork (left) and The Yuiselles (right).


Band playing beneath The Yuiselles. “Lamb” again?


“Celebration (End of Rain),” 2016

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three of ’em

I wondered how long the assimilation would last. “That’s a beautiful tune,” I spoke down to rapidly strumming Tronesisia. “What is it?”

“What do you think?”

I recognized the tune. “The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway,” title song for the album. Keyboard to L-harp. Marvelous.

It has begun (the guitar kicked in).

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Kate

“I’m not sure why I had to spend the night with *Splinter*,” groused Rebl about her acomodations at the Southwest Castle last night. “But — here I am. All grounded and shite. Ready for action.”

“Good, good,” cooed Tronesisia to the visiting Bena lawyer. She could tell by the fire that this was a hot spot, a balance of black and white and red all over. She looked over at the eyes…

… and assimilated.

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tonight

“If that lamb would just lie down I could get on with my story.”

“Ain’t going to happen,” replied the wise, grounded ram. For tonight.

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