Chapter 18 Superman vs Batman |
Mr Singh had spent enough years in the hospitality industry to learn how to spot the kind of guests who caused trouble. As a rule of thumb, any such guests were automatically allocated the penthouse ...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Feb 2009 05:21:00 GMT |
Interludes & Intermissions xi-xx |
xi Pep-talk
It was 4 o' clock in the morning, Limbo Standard Time, when Portia crept into the kitchens. The sewage had been efficiently swept away, leaving behind only the smell of minty clean...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Jan 2009 15:23:00 GMT |
Interludes & Intermissions i-x |
i. Limbo
When Portia came to her senses, the first thing she saw was Mee Zhu flapping his arms wildly like a giant, hysterical bird.
'What are you in such a panic about?' she asked groggily.
'Have you...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Jan 2009 15:15:00 GMT |
Chapter 17 The Fourth Bell |
She was a dancer. With buttermilk skin and hair like the wing of a raven. The air stirred with jasmine and honeysuckle when she moved. She used to kiss the tips of my ears. And run h...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Dec 2008 00:15:00 GMT |
Chapter 16 - gung-ho driver, grudging passenger |
Chaos sat in a puddle of muddy water clutching a decapitated rag doll. She was crying hysterically. Order stood over her holding an umbrella. It was still not raining.
'Pull yourself...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Nov 2008 11:35:00 GMT |
Chapter 15 reggae, chanteys, lullaby |
When Portia clapped her eyes on the Iubia, they couldn't' help but twinkle like those of a child on Christmas morning. The Iubia was exquisite: a sleek, swan-like vessel with a deck that s...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Oct 2008 13:20:00 GMT |
Chapter 14 sailors, seamen, Admiral |
Portia bathed in an old, copper tub with two robins and a wren. As she scrubbed her back, the birds ran their wetted beaks through their feathery breasts and the arches of their wings.
Portia us...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Sep 2008 07:24:00 GMT |
Chapter 13 - to have a hurricane or not to have one? |
They had arrived via a circuitous route that should have brought them full circle. Except it didn't. Instead it brought them to the Wetlands: a scattering of watery pools embanked by muddy...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Aug 2008 13:00:00 GMT |
Chapter 12 - The Third Bell |
I shuddered as I came to my senses. Seven bells shuddered with me. I had been put back together again. But at first everything hurt. Walking. Breathing. Even the us...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Aug 2008 10:40:00 GMT |
Chapter 11 murder, unkindness, deceit |
While Portia and Cat divided a cream cake between them (sponge for Portia, cream for Cat) Terminus crouched silently at the prow of the boat. Portia did not have the nerve to approach him, so for a ti...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Jul 2008 10:23:00 GMT |
