Part 5 : MOONBLADE AND RUGORAX

“Remove a necklace from a sleeping neck”, smirked Hiriki, “That is easy for an experienced thief like me”.

Part 4: THE LAIR OF THE SIKLARIX

Men call it “The teeth of the wind”

Georgie

Flash noir, I guess

City Diary

Breakfast meeting, Quarter to nine, Eggs benedict, Contract signed. Morning briefing, With new CEO Coffee two sugars, And pastries to go. Lunchtime social, In working time,
Cherry

Often at Sunset

I still think of you Sunshine Often at sunset When the clouds Begin to dissipate Toward the moon I think of your hair So long and so straight I think of your eyes So shy and so soft
Cherry

a Southern Oregon storm

squalid howling great bare trees tossing and tossing ice-cold raindrops pattering on windshields and tired wiper-blades, on fire-hydrants, on loose dogs, on cracked roads

Castle Walls

I feel my memories from the hood have long been forgotten And all my success is jaded by the blood of my friends, dirt rotten
Cherry

Just like riding a bike

They say some things are instinctual, you never forget them.

Life experience with a side of books

I know only what I have done, and nothing else.

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