Tag Archives: Vivainne

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 Council of Hats

Sheba, having discovered the meaning, returned. The City of Az was a burning desire to make hats, big ones. I am home darling! She cry, throwing her car keys into the cut glass bowl on the taupe-coloured wooden consul in the hallway and kicking off her waders. In here, called She Sphinx, echoey and distant.ContinueContinue reading “The Council of Hats”

Hair Power

The people of the legs without knees were become most furious because Sheba would not cover her hair. They swivelled about and about and came to make Sheba to cover her hair by force. When walking had a strange gait, all stilt and stiff. Vivainne took her sword made metal by itself and stood beforeContinueContinue reading “Hair Power”

Blown Away, The Cat That

When they all arrived at the Great City of Az, it was in triumph and glory. Vivainne and Constance, with the Sphinx and Sheba stood beneath the great wind turbines to see that the Wing ed minions might solve the energy crisis. The Wingy ones flew in a cloud to the fore, the three bladedContinueContinue reading “Blown Away, The Cat That”