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Interlude: Lost Wyrm

Somewhere in Mynythe, on 33 Mey:

“That could have gone better.”

“We got what we needed, didn’t we?”

“You spent decades collecting the assets we used.   114 more words

Interlude

Tiger, Tiger - Part fifty eight

It was the chill of the night air that woke her. An unfamiliar woman sat next to her, working a needle through leather. Lilavati whimpered. The woman looked at her. 1,042 more words

Story

The Gospel according to Kendrick

Blessed are the arrogant: for theirs is the kingdom of their own company.

Blessed are the superstars: for the magnificence in their light we understand better our own insignificance. 43 more words

Interlude

Micropoetry - Edge (10)

Micropoetry – Edge (10)

Timeless undaunted stillness

At the edge of the day

All things sigh and dance

In this sweet interlude

And gently slip away

© Ann Bagnall  2015.

Poetry

interlude: mean gene admires brutus’s package

I’m not even doing a joke or exaggerating. “Brutus, this is incredible,” Mean Gene says, looking at Brutus’s penis. “What a package.”

Then he goes in for a feel. 7 more words