The Golden-Hind

[maikeru]

I left the Complex office a couple of minutes passed ten, and decided to walk down G-Street in order to get out of the Olde. As I look down the street and to the right, I see the hind legs of a deer disappear behind the last building. My heart pumps just a little bit faster, as I have really only seen a deer in person maybe another two times. I’m

Comments

[anonymous]

If I remember correctly you have opted a while back to become an editor instead of a full time writer.

WHY?!
You have captured this situation and its emotional undertones with uncanny skill and talent. I both envy you and admire you writing abilities.

You should write / publish more.

[maikeru]

Who is this?

- Maikeru