The Cream will rise and be added to a desert.
Category Archives: The Blue Woman
Where Did I leave It?
I’m sure its here somewhere.
The Lost Guardian
Where did she go?
The Day the World Changed
They should not have done it.
A Spanner for the Works
Now we shall get to it, I hope.
Family in Various Guises
All shapes and sizes are accepted.
The Quest of the Empty Box
With what shall I mend it?
A Box of Sadness
All very sad really.
Central Station Revisit
What’s in the barrel?
Beneath the Banyan
Banyan tree, beneath, they sat it. Branches over shading, Sphinx beyond in sunlight, bright on stone. Sheba with all ears, intent. Let us, said the Interpreters, we six burghers, no, not nine suitors. Let us tell the revelation of the machine stripped bare of the data cloud that it generates, through no fault of herContinueContinue reading “Beneath the Banyan”
The Guardians of the Cave 