Such a beautiful and precious dream. A vibrant old cop making love with an adoring young woman. A thin son restored.

Somewhat like DUNE!

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“Bless your heart,” I said. “We’ll see.”
We smoked a while in silence.
We finished our drinks then and fell to reminiscing.
Bleys
mauldlin

My Mother is not talking to me now.
I guess I did that didn’t I?

A big cock crows on his waist.
He smiles in a Walmart parking lot.
Does a vengeance demon say that I did that?

“Don’t tell me about it.”

As I have said before, we do not care what mierda you make Chris into.

We will realize the beautiful and precious dream.

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“There was a rumor you’d shown up in Amber recently—and I wondered at the bandages on Eric’s arm.”
“You’re looking at the reason,” I said. “What’s your price?”

“What do you mean?”

“Let me be frank and to the point. Do you think Bleys and I can take Eric?”
“No, that’s why I’m with Eric. And I won’t sell out my armada either, if that’s what you’re after—and I’d imagine you are.”
I smiled.
“Perceptive brother,” I replied. “Well, it’s been nice talking to you. See you in Amber—maybe.”
I moved my hand, and he cried out.
“Wait!”
“Why?”
“I don’t even know your offer.”
“Yes, you do,” I said “You’ve guessed it, and you’re not interested.”
“I didn’t say that. It’s just that I know where the equities lie.”
“You mean the power.”
“Okay, the power. What’ve you got to offer?”
We talked for maybe an hour, after which time the northern seaways were open to the three phantom fleets of Bleys, which might enter expecting reinforcements.
“If you fail, there’ll be three beheadings in Amber,” said he.
“But you don’t really expect that, do you?” I asked.
“No, I think either you or Bleys will sit upon the throne before too very long. I’ll be satisfied to serve the winner. That regency should be nice. I’d still like Random’s head as part of the price, though.”
“No deal,” I said. “Take it as you’ve heard it or forget it.”
“I’ll take it.”
I smiled and placed my palm upon the card and he was gone.
Gerard was a matter I’d leave for the morrow. Caine had exhausted me.
I rolled into bed and slept.

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You have involved yourself with our family.
We have followed the motives and actions of others who have affected the one.
You may not know this, or you may want to deny this:
but you have been forgiven by the Virgin Mary.

You all are aware of the love of God.

You may no longer abuse this love.
You are now permanently attached to our craft. This time can be bliss, a performance, or hell.
Choose and tell me your decision.
Those who tell me fuck you are welcome to leave.

The woman and the monkey have had their say until the next cock crows.