In Darkness, Every Rose Is Black - Chapter 12
## Chapter 12 I have pains in my back and side, and a burning sensation all down my front. An unbelievable pain, which shocks me right out of my half-slumber and into the cold, harsh reality. Instinctively, I cry out, but I'm quickly cut off by a paw...
Somebody's Got To Do The Dirty Work - Part 2
Tonight, my luck finally pays out. Kicking me while Fido looks on is clearly not enough for Marcel to get his rocks off. He opens the door to my cell some hours after when I'd normally have been fed, no lantern, no knife, no nothing. Just a set of...
In Darkness, Every Rose Is Black - Chapter 02
## Chapter 2 My eyes take their sweet time in adjusting to the change in light down here. The few places where sunshine penetrates the planking above, it shines onto empty hammocks, strung in a messy array, like laundry strings across an alley. The...
Ladder Racing, spring 2019 (Chapter 3)
March 23rd The next thing I can clearly wrap my mind around is that the surface on which I'm laying is quite soft. If I was thrown out last night, somehow, they must have thrown me out on a sofa. That makes my inner mind giggle with itself. I'm not...
In Darkness, Every Rose Is Black - Chapter 14
## Chapter 14 "How is that wound doing?" Duck asks. "Not healed yet," I answer him. The pain in my wound isn't half as awful as the pain in my heart. "I have slept better, I guess." "Indeed, fox." Duck says in a tone which suggests in no...
In Darkness, Every Rose Is Black - Chapter 03
## Chapter 3 Kit appears on deck some time later, in a faded maroon shirt which hugs his form closely. His coat shimmers wonderfully in the bright sunlight out here and sets off his green eyes very nicely. I keep an eye on him until he notices...
In Darkness, Every Rose Is Black - Chapter 13
## Chapter 13 The cool outside air stings as it enters my chest. Underneath my tightly buttoned up shirt, I carry the marks of the late Krish; a great, pink scar which will be with me forever and mark me for a killer. Just like the scar around my neck...
In Darkness, Every Rose Is Black - Chapter 06
## Chapter 6 Kit hasn't awoken me when it came time to cook the next morning, nor when it came time to clean up afterwards. He had, however, draped his blanket over me some time during the night. So, when I wake up well into the afternoon, I feel warm...
In Darkness, Every Rose Is Black - Chapter 05
## Chapter 5 "Did you sleep well?" Kit's question startles me out of my reveries. The sun has come up without me noticing, reflecting brightly off the almost still waters. "Didn't see you all day yesterday," he tells me. "So the Dalmatian...
In Darkness, Every Rose Is Black - Chapter 11
## Chapter 11 When I enter Duck's quarters late that night, I'm dry, for the first time in weeks. My coat even smells of soap, although not a perfumed kind. I've missed this feeling, and it's put me in an even better mood. Kit has already returned to...
Nonna
My Nonna, our family's de facto matriarch, spends most of her days in her little kitchen. She's just old school like that. I've tried to get her to sit down more, and take it slower, but she blankly refuses. She'll let me help sometimes, but she'll...
In Darkness, Every Rose Is Black - Chapter 08
## Chapter 8 Duck and I enter the captain's cabin around dinner time. As instructed, I remain standing behind Duck when the captain bids him sit by his table. Kit brings us the food, never once taking his eyes off the captain even when I try to catch...