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1. One Of These Nights
-Eagles
"In every province, the chief occupations, in order of importance, are lovemaking, malicious gossip & talking nonsense."
-Voltaire
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I. The Venetian World
Mission accomplished! The Count stood satisfied in the shadow amongst the rows of moonlit vines. He turned & walked away in quiet footsteps. Always in the shadow of the Chateau D'If, he remained alert & cautious. He knew no law other than the law of survival as a free man.
"Was she wearing the black diamond?"
"Yes"
"Good. Tonight is the night. Tell Macron the First Citizen is pleased."
The Count stood frozen. The voices were inaudible. He crouched & moved on all fours. With the eyes of a panther he watched the two men from his cover of vines.
Later, the Count clawed his way upward on the trellis. He noticed the light in the room of the Princess. She was up late after the wedding. The Count smiled & swung his adroit body to the sill of his window. He felt the lift from wings of moonlight.
Ivy closed her eyes & felt the warm glow of her crystal heaven. The Count & Princess stirred back to life. They opened their eyes. Sunset in Venice- all roads written in wine.
UFOtext at twitter & tumblr
1. One Of These Nights
-Eagles
"In every province, the chief occupations, in order of importance, are lovemaking, malicious gossip & talking nonsense."
-Voltaire
UFOtext=
I. The Venetian World
Mission accomplished! The Count stood satisfied in the shadow amongst the rows of moonlit vines. He turned & walked away in quiet footsteps. Always in the shadow of the Chateau D'If, he remained alert & cautious. He knew no law other than the law of survival as a free man.
"Was she wearing the black diamond?"
"Yes"
"Good. Tonight is the night. Tell Macron the First Citizen is pleased."
The Count stood frozen. The voices were inaudible. He crouched & moved on all fours. With the eyes of a panther he watched the two men from his cover of vines.
Later, the Count clawed his way upward on the trellis. He noticed the light in the room of the Princess. She was up late after the wedding. The Count smiled & swung his adroit body to the sill of his window. He felt the lift from wings of moonlight.
Ivy closed her eyes & felt the warm glow of her crystal heaven. The Count & Princess stirred back to life. They opened their eyes. Sunset in Venice- all roads written in wine.
UFOtext at twitter & tumblr
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