The wine of life keeps oozing, drop by drop,
The leaves of life keep falling, one by one.
- Edward Fitzgerald

18th May

1:47am

The Undercity

Canberra

She stands over the broken form of the animal that had been Jimmy, blood pounding in her ears, chest heaving, muscles flexing, hands twitching with exhilaration.

Pain.

Fear.

Possibility.

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Alone in her hotel room, Lucinde shook with fear. The opulent surroundings of her penthouse suite offered her no comfort, and she wished only to feel arms around her, or a voice that would understand.

She heard again Aaron speak the words, I have nurtured an adder at my breast, saw again the look of shock and pain on Victor’s face as the bolt ( Read more... )

Under the sun and beneath the trees ( Read more... )

Well, it's been nine months (since playing, not since posting) of radio silence, give or take.
On Saturday night, I started playing my little, shy, neglected Lucinde again (page is http://www.cam-wiki.org/Lucinde_De_B%C3%A8thune ) and so far, it seems to be better. I am ( Read more... )

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