https://padlet.com/fairbbra000/ohyeah42069 thoughts on the stories en-us 2018-11-15 15:54:38 UTC 2025-11-10 19:02:16 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet-assets.s3.amazonaws.com/icons/Terminator.png fairbbra000 https://padlet.com/fairbbra000/ohyeah42069/wish/304868387 That story was kinda dumb in my opinion. It seemed like a very unlikely situation and the ending was not very good. You never really got an attachment to the characters so when they died it was just kind of like alright. I would drop it. ]]> 2018-11-15 15:58:03 UTC https://padlet.com/fairbbra000/ohyeah42069/wish/304868387 fairbbra000 https://padlet.com/fairbbra000/ohyeah42069/wish/304870808 It was a really interesting story. You were given characters that you didn't know much about except that they were good hunters. Then they had a hunting battle. The cool thing about that one is that the general character was a really good one. It was a mystery trying to figure out that character and at the same time feeling the suspense of running away from him.]]> 2018-11-15 16:01:55 UTC https://padlet.com/fairbbra000/ohyeah42069/wish/304870808 fairbbra000 https://padlet.com/fairbbra000/ohyeah42069/wish/304873647 They would be on him any minute now. His mind worked frantically. He thought of a native trick he had learned in Uganda. He slid down the tree. He caught hold of a springy young sapling and to it he fastened his hunting knife, with the blade pointing down the trail; with a bit of wild grapevine he tied back the sapling. Then he ran for his life. The hounds raised their voices as they hit the fresh scent. Rainsford knew now how an animal at bay feels.
He had to stop to get his breath. The baying of the hounds stopped abruptly, and Rainsford's heart stopped too. They must have reached the knife. He shinned excitedly up a tree and looked back. His pursuers had stopped. But the hope that was in
Rainsford's brain when he climbed died, for he saw in the shallow valley that General Zaroff was still on his feet. But Ivan was not. The knife, driven by the recoil of the springing tree, had not wholly failed. Rainsford had hardly tumbled to the ground when the pack took up the cry again. "Nerve, nerve, nerve!" he panted, as he dashed along. A blue gap showed between the trees dead ahead. Ever nearer drew the hounds. Rainsford forced himself on toward that gap. He reached it. It was the shore of the sea. Across a cove he could see the gloomy gray stone of the chateau. Twenty feet below him the sea rumbled and hissed. Rainsford hesitated. He heard the hounds. Then he leaped far out into the sea. . . . ]]> 2018-11-15 16:06:38 UTC https://padlet.com/fairbbra000/ohyeah42069/wish/304873647 fairbbra000 https://padlet.com/fairbbra000/ohyeah42069/wish/304875194 I could imagine this and it really brought a suspenseful feeling. The word choice made it even more real. All of the description in it made it so you could see everything and it made everything in slow motion as he jumped off]]> 2018-11-15 16:08:58 UTC https://padlet.com/fairbbra000/ohyeah42069/wish/304875194 fairbbra000 https://padlet.com/fairbbra000/ohyeah42069/wish/304886294 2018-11-15 16:27:40 UTC https://padlet.com/fairbbra000/ohyeah42069/wish/304886294