For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative
Untamable, Godless Barbarians
Waiting alone in the chill gloom of the crypt, with the nigh-incendiary shouts of the street hawkers wafting in from outside, the still-proud Princess thought once more of Eamon Sneaky Legs Dyson, the mysterious stranger with the large dog. He was now, according to the gypsy woman, dancing away the hot Rio nights with the sultry Sydney.
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