Raising Stakes
"Happy birthday to you..." Paws clapped. Voices roared over the din of the club. All the patrons turned to look to follow the progress of the cake from the back room behind the bar. The bartender carefully set the cake down upon a booth table before a...
Haze
It was midday. Even while at its zenith the sun had been forced to give up in disgust. London was smothered. Curling, yellowish smog clogged the streets and alleys. Greatness came at a price. The capital was suffocating amidst the fumes of it's own...
Coffee
The market city of Salisbury was gloriously quiet. Karl strolled slowly down the street, hands in pockets. It was early. Workers bustled past him in a steady stream. Those in suits towards offices, those in uniform to shops and eateries. A few keen...