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<blockquote data-quote="Mark Chance" data-source="post: 7876904" data-attributes="member: 2795"><p>Ralph sat on the floor, his sketchpad on his lap, the box of colored pencils near his knee. The TV was on, and Mom sat in her chair, blanket across her lap, watching Jessica Fletcher piece together clues in order to save some fictional famous actress's life. Anne, Ralph's sister, sat at the dining room table, working on her homework. Ralph's younger brother Louis was somewhere in the back of the house, probably building something with his Erector Set. Outside, thunder rumbled, and the wind rushed by the windows.</p><p></p><p>"We interrupt our regularly scheduled program...."</p><p></p><p>Mom muttered a monosyllabic cuss word. The local weatherman came on, dressed in a dark suit and looking quite professional as he began to explain how serious the storm might get. Safety warnings, what to do in case of an emergency, blah, blah, blah.</p><p></p><p>Ralph tuned it out and focused again on his picture. As always, the shading was not working. He knew the light source was to the upper left, but still he couldn't quite get the shadows right. Round shapes looked flat. Parts that should have been in the light weren't. Ralph sighed. When he closed his eyes, he could see his dream self. Vivid colors, real shadows, a palpable solidity that his fingers and pencils could not translate to paper.</p><p></p><p>"Did you do your homework?" Mom said.</p><p></p><p>"Uh huh," Ralph lied.</p><p></p><p>A bone-jarring <em>thud!</em> boomed out, and then all the lights went out.</p><p></p><p>From the garage, Dad yelled, "Damn transformer blew! Get the candles!"</p><p></p><p>Anne got the candles. Louis came up front and climbed onto the sofa. Ralph sighed again. He'd never get the shading right now. Too dark. Rain started, a deep drumming on the roof.</p><p></p><p>While the rest of the family busied themselves with candles, Ralph got up and went to his room. As usual, no one seemed to notice his exit. Might as well go to bed, he thought. Despite the noise of the storm, Ralph had little trouble drifting off. Soon, he heard nothing. All was dark and calm and warm. A flash of lightning and explosion of thunder jerked Ralph upright in bed. He was in the stable. A gust of wind tore open the stable doors. Goats bleated and ran about in their pen, scared by the weather.</p><p></p><p>"Ralph!" It was Orland, the yeoman on whose farm Ralph had been staying. "Help me!"</p><p></p><p>Orland struggled with the stable door, trying to pull it closed against the wind. Ralph surged to his feet, crossed the distance in a few quick strides, and exited the stable. He was soaked through to the skin almost immediately by the biting rain. In the nearby corral, horses bucked and dashed. Ralph put his shoulder to the door and shoved it closed so Orland could secure it from the inside. A moment later, Orland was outside again, saying something lost in the roar of rain and wind, but Ralph could see him pointing to the corral.</p><p></p><p>The horses had to be secured....</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Mark Chance, post: 7876904, member: 2795"] Ralph sat on the floor, his sketchpad on his lap, the box of colored pencils near his knee. The TV was on, and Mom sat in her chair, blanket across her lap, watching Jessica Fletcher piece together clues in order to save some fictional famous actress's life. Anne, Ralph's sister, sat at the dining room table, working on her homework. Ralph's younger brother Louis was somewhere in the back of the house, probably building something with his Erector Set. Outside, thunder rumbled, and the wind rushed by the windows. "We interrupt our regularly scheduled program...." Mom muttered a monosyllabic cuss word. The local weatherman came on, dressed in a dark suit and looking quite professional as he began to explain how serious the storm might get. Safety warnings, what to do in case of an emergency, blah, blah, blah. Ralph tuned it out and focused again on his picture. As always, the shading was not working. He knew the light source was to the upper left, but still he couldn't quite get the shadows right. Round shapes looked flat. Parts that should have been in the light weren't. Ralph sighed. When he closed his eyes, he could see his dream self. Vivid colors, real shadows, a palpable solidity that his fingers and pencils could not translate to paper. "Did you do your homework?" Mom said. "Uh huh," Ralph lied. A bone-jarring [I]thud![/I] boomed out, and then all the lights went out. From the garage, Dad yelled, "Damn transformer blew! Get the candles!" Anne got the candles. Louis came up front and climbed onto the sofa. Ralph sighed again. He'd never get the shading right now. Too dark. Rain started, a deep drumming on the roof. While the rest of the family busied themselves with candles, Ralph got up and went to his room. As usual, no one seemed to notice his exit. Might as well go to bed, he thought. Despite the noise of the storm, Ralph had little trouble drifting off. Soon, he heard nothing. All was dark and calm and warm. A flash of lightning and explosion of thunder jerked Ralph upright in bed. He was in the stable. A gust of wind tore open the stable doors. Goats bleated and ran about in their pen, scared by the weather. "Ralph!" It was Orland, the yeoman on whose farm Ralph had been staying. "Help me!" Orland struggled with the stable door, trying to pull it closed against the wind. Ralph surged to his feet, crossed the distance in a few quick strides, and exited the stable. He was soaked through to the skin almost immediately by the biting rain. In the nearby corral, horses bucked and dashed. Ralph put his shoulder to the door and shoved it closed so Orland could secure it from the inside. A moment later, Orland was outside again, saying something lost in the roar of rain and wind, but Ralph could see him pointing to the corral. The horses had to be secured.... [/QUOTE]
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