For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative
Aristocratic Star Waiting alone in the gleaming, antiseptic operating theatre, with the barely burning, ophidian smell of new-cut grass wafting in from outside, the still-proud Princess thought once more of former U.S. President Gerald R. Ford, the brilliant scholar who had wanted to make her his lifes work. He was now, according to Brother Lyle, lost forever in the wilds of the Amazon. |
Return to a familiar clime | Your next carriage awaits |