If a handkerchief could speak. Part One.

I am now naught but a party piece of the new governor of Cyprus. Stained. ¬†Passed around like a whore in a tavern. Devoid of dignity, pride or ownership. Yet once I was a talisman of great import. My maker poured all of her essence and power and wisdom in to me, and gave me…

Through the Looking Glass

I had a magical experience today. I travelled through my home town, the city of Bath, on a coach. Flying at approximately six feet. It was a treat. You see, l always drive, and drive at car-level, so I enjoyed being a passenger immensely. I felt indulged. For some inexplicalble reason I suddenly felt Six,…

Rise and fall

He had climbed through the dark, Shrouded in ¬†Gondolier garbs. Seeking an escape from the night’s heat. The burn of his desire. He was observed, but nobody asks questions at Carnivale, Especially when found in the wrong place, at the wrong time.   Now, at sunrise, somewhere beneath him she lay. Hours before, he had…