Such sang froid should be rewarded….

Due to circumstances well within my control, I’ll be taking today off. It seems to be the thing to do, since my creative spark failed to spark this morning when I tried to fire it up. Rather than commit literary abuse, we’ll go with an older Pearl… I’ll be back tomorrow, ffolkes, as long as the sun comes up. Odds are good on that….

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Ffolkes,

A fat moon blundered across the sky, hesitant and pale, as if afraid of the stars. The weak light revealed the face of my guide under the dark hood, throwing shadows like darts, adding to the uncertain terror filling my heart and mind. Without a word, the heavily cloaked warrior, hired to lead me through this den of poverty, moved away from the wall, slipping into an alley, unseen until right upon its opening. The darkness intensified as we moved deeper, silently gliding toward the fetid smells of decay wafting toward us from the alley’s shadowed depths. As we snaked through the narrow way between the buildings on either side, many eyes noted our passage, but no voice rang out to challenge, no alarms sounded…..

Okay, that’s enough of that….. I don’t think I’ll take that one any further, today, or anytime soon; it’s not really my cup of…

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