Gin! You fool!

The cacophony of the crashing pewter turntable jolted me out of my reverie, the nostalgia that had just engulfed me in a tight cocoon vanished as I rushed to the scene of the commotion. Even before I reached the cavernous chamber, that was our hall, I had a sneaky suspicion of who the culprit might be. As I approached the crowd of people that had already gathered around the entrance, I could clearly see the crop of distinctive auburn hair that was Gin’s. He was grinning sheepishly as he inched his way into the safety of the surrounding populous. Gin! You fool!, was all that I could say to myself.

“GIN! You filthy weasel of a dog!” the master screeched. As the bulbous figure of the master entered the hallway, a cold shiver ran down each of our spines. “You’ll pay for your impertinence, you little filth! A day in the chokey will straighten your act.”

There was a visible gasp at the pronouncement of his sentence and the smirk on Gin’s face was replaced by an expression of pure terror. I tore my eyes away from the freakish features of the master to find my heart filled with a greater trepidation as I spied the pallid countenance of Gin, even his freckles had seemingly disappeared.

“NO! no! nooo...!”, was all that we could hear as we watched Gin being dangled by his ankles and carted of into the dark abyss of the dungeons by the abominable drones. My eyes were livid, and my hands clammy, as all the feeling of a happy past was snuffed out by a downpour of mercury in my heart. Gin! You fool!

great wall of Prague

Today we scaled the walls of Prague, i grazed my knee, a small price for the invaluable gift we were about to receive, the hour was late...then we heard the dreaded screech of the inner chamber doors open...we froze...beads of perspiration coalesced on my facade as i watched the grotesque shadow of the MASTER stretch and yawn...we hid behind the neem tree... we were safe or so i thought... He or rather 'it' rolled the tobacco and lit it ....it began smoking the noxious fumes... suddenly i felt my eyes sting, nose burn and my throat itch as i inhaled the toxic gas, i was going to sneeze, and there was nothing i could do about it, we were going to be found out and punished for our insolence.. as I braced my self for the inevitable doom, i found my self pulled back roughly and someone’s knuckles in my mouth.. I guaffed...... it was only a small sound, but the master twitched, he was staring directly at us...we would have been exposed hadn't it been for the neem tree.... he continued staring in our direction.. and after what seemed an eternity, he, seemingly satisfied, turned reentered his chambers... we on the other hand continued our journey up the wall....one after the other, we entered the beyond, anxious for the unknown...

[Something i hope to extend....] :)

a dream that will never come true

I had a wonderful dream last night, you know the one dream that you just never want to wake up from? It was absolute paradise , for a moment it seemed so real that i wanted to just reach out and grab it. But when you wake up, grasping thin air, the feeling of cold mercury filling your heart, that makes it seem that it is sinking, a sinking that you cannot stop, one that is relentless in reaching the bottom and with it taking all the happiness in you..