“Don’t touch me!” Lara screamed, as she raced across the cobble stones to an ally up the street. She turned to see her persuer. ‘…breathe…breathe…’ she told herself as she ran, ‘ keep breathing…deep breaths..’ “Oh Lara, you forgot your sabre, you need it back!” Damn! The miserable bastard, always following me, always sneaking about,… Continue reading Never
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Sunset on Armageddon
“…Shines the last sunlight like ruby’s fire, upon a scene so grim and dire, One last love sets teh stage, to fall within a frozen mire….”