In the Snowswept Mountains
"In the singing, shattered midnight By the cool sands of time Through the bloody gates of heaven Past the sentries in my mind" —Excerpt from the Book of Nod A strong mountain wind blows the snow in...
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The Clever Prince dons the mask expected of him: the displaced presence of several expert illusions. Obervers seeing through the outermost, encounter only more layers of deception. To the casual...
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For a moment, the only sound is Vassily's steady hand mechanically wiping down the discoloured glass in his hands. Slightly away from the bar, beneath the pictures of those brave men who have passed...
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The Clever Prince nods to the assembled, gives an apologetic smile and projects his voice to the trio. "Please! Do continue." He begins moving in confident strides to the table. He winks openly at the...
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The man in white stiffens, a palpable sense of aggravation betraying serene features. The whisper of cloth over glass stills as, Vassily, stoic Vassily, feels the darkness within the pub deepen. For...
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The Babylonian nods in agreement. "Oh, I quite understand, Damien. By contract, your secrets are safe with me. Please understand that I too have invested here and as such, I respectfully submit that I...
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Seemingly undaunted by this latest turn in events, the man in fox furs continues on without further adieu. "Of course. Where was I? Ah, yes, I recall now: Grimlich. He'd be a fine specimen to turn...
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Damien takes this speech surprisingly well, simply nodding towards the toast. "Yes Eliott…you've proven quite clever. Really, I am impressed. Is the purpose of this meeting to acknowledge your...
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The Clever Prince watches politely as each speaks to the other. Oh, the young: spit and vinegar. He watches their lips, he watches their eyes, he watches their shadows, he watches where they are not...
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"You know, I might at that. In fact, I must confess that I am mildly offended that you selected someone other than myself to father your spawn…I would have been honoured to bend you over." Before...
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Damien's glare reveals more than a little anger, yet he stifles it with effort. "A fitting title…"
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Concern painted on the features he shows, the Clever Prince, speaks the syllables carefully as though testing them, "The Prodigal Son." He flashes a thoughtful expression, through which thousands of...
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Eliott leans back, lacing his hands behind his neck & gives an enigmatic smile to the ceiling above. "No, my own wife is of Coptic descent, as I'd think you would be aware, given that I never used...
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In mock distress, a gloved hand is tossed over a widow-peaked forehead. "Oh dear, I hadn't thought of that." The Clever Prince laughs. "As you say, Damien, quite clever." He applauds quietly and...
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Eliott bats his eyelashes at the Prince, "You really think so? The opinion of such luminaries means so much to me, you know…peers that we are. At any rate, this meeting, while droll, is unnecessary....
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The Clever Prince listens politely as Elliott goes on. "Sadly, your perfect strategy is sound. I am rendered powerless before you. As I can not stop or subvert you in any way: please feel free to pit...
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Eliott seems altogether pleased by this exchange. "I shall go ahead with the fittingly ironic strategy then! Thank you so much for assisting in navigating this troublesome stretch…one Messenger must...
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The Clever Prince dances up onto a chair and knocks it over, landing in front of the grandmother. He smiles and says, "Since you've remained, allow me to tell you a story!" The Babylonian produces a...
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The bleary eyes of the old woman appear startled for a moment by the sudden movement, then fill with a winsome charm, echoing to younger, kinder time before she lost all to the advancing Germans… "Oh?...
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