Archive for October, 2009

Passoaland

Thursday, October 22nd, 2009

passoa

The black limousine glides down the gently sloping hill;

the road a grey ribbon through endless fields of sunburnt grass.

In the distance a building rises from the vast plains.

A house white as snow, shimmering like a cold flame on a wizard’s hand.

The ambassador’s wife smiles as she welcomes the guests.

Old friends lock in tight embrace. Wrinkled lips kiss wrinkled faces.

Alcohol and aftershave.

Diplomats, murderers, renegades.

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