The Blue Rose
Zayn, down on his luck and out of a house, moves in with the bubbly bimbo Aurelia. But she may be more than she seems…
Princess Aurelia
Zayn
Madeira wine
The calendar adjustment was in 1582. (October 4 - 15.)
He lost his cell phone, and the police would have tried to reach him on it. Opportunity for lost paperwork for insurance company.
The fire was beautiful. Red and yellow, dancing against the dark night sky, the faint hints of smoke visible by the light of the inferno beneath. It flickered, appearing almost gentle at a distance, in and out of the already blackened windows and doors. Firemen busied around, shadows against the light. Ants wresting a chunk of sugar, breaking it down, guiding it to where they want it to go, always almost just out of control; the cube always threatening to fall and crush them.
“Hey man, you got a place to go?”
Zayn, down on his luck and out of a house, moves in with the bubbly bimbo Aurelia. But she may be more than she seems…