Velvet-Set Chalice

The atmosphere felt taut. Thick with life and moisture. Yet tense, waiting, like a great pair of lungs bloated with building breath. “Hello?” There was a smell in the air. Hanging on the fringes of many other commonplace smells, this one...

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The Abode is Absent

“Ooh, yeah...can’t wait to let you go…” Another one. ...huh. You’d been trailing the mysterious figure for quite some time now, listening rapt to exclamations and assurances that made very little sense. Also, a lot of odour....

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