Chapter 3 - Spring Heeled Jack
#3 of come to dust simon learns about an old legend, something that had haunted the streets of london for decades.
A Chance Encounter
"so you're a londoner then?" asked alexei. "no, not hardly. i was born in the north. i'm a scotsman by birth." maggie raised her eyebrows."you're scottish? you don't sound very brogue." "no young lady, i do not.
Special Anniversary Story #1 Come to Dust - Alister
#22 of simon king #1: come to dust a year ago i returned to writing with the simple concept from a dear friend -- the story of a chimney sweep in victorian london.
Champion Of Jakli
So i decided that, one fight wasn't enough, i went on a spree of helping people around london, soon enough i started to make headlines. "champion of jakli, the savior of london."
Chapter 20 - Lost and Found
"that... thing is still out there, in london. but so is gideon. i do not know more than that. but if you get up from this bench and walk back into town, mordecai will find you.
Spreading in the Snow
Brooklyn glanced out on the london cityscape. they perched on top of an old apartment building built almost a century before. a recent snow covered everything but the ploughed roads in a white sheet.
Friends come In All Shapes, Sizes, Species & Orientations
The london gargoyle asked. "or would you rather i call you by your human name. perhaps i should just call you 'kitten'."
Dust Cloud Run Around
Well of course, the _real_ problem i had with london that day was that i had to leave her, and the bitch didn't want to let me go.
Holy Night
Living in london for years he had had to pick a london team to support. arsenal had been his choice. they were currently top of the league with huddersfield close behind.
Chapter 5 - Walk about Town
The best way to survive in this part of london was to explore it and, admittedly, meet people.
London the Foot Slut
He pulled a chair up to the front of the bench, turning on the tv behind london to something, london didn't know what. putting his feet up on the bench, he pressed them into london's face.
A Big Horse Slut
I bore him at their family home in london attended to by a midwife member of their family. they have been 'in service' now for several generations.