Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Tiffany XXII

BEAST OF BEAUTY
...OTHERS TO LONELINESS DOOR...
CHAPTER XXII
SCENE I

{{{“So’le?” Surprised to hear his voice, that he’s to actually answer the phone, “my

god man were have you been?” “I’ve been tying to reach you for days.” “If you Derry

let me answer I’ve been right here,” “I just needed some time.” “As long as you know as

you’re taking time Kassel is worrying me to death after you,” “I know,” worriedly easing

into a seat upon the sofa had he been disarrayed as this for days “I know Derry man but it

just can’t be help. “Yes Sole you can,” “please tell me this isn’t about her confiding her

beliefs to you?” “You most of all know people have different degrees of faith,” of belief,”

“as long as she doesn’t have a campaign at being this anti-Christ Sole I doubt you’re to

worry as much.” “What if I told you Derry I think it’s more to her unbelief,” “that I

arrived at her parent’s house unannounced at asking for her hand in marriage only to learn

they’re Cassel and Kiefer with her practicing atheist? As one mentally dragging brother

Desrek along this path tangled with injurious, self-inflicting thorns “ok what are you

talking about,” “do you mean hypothetically or is this fact?” “It’s fact,” “they’ve been

atheistic all their lives.” “If that’s true Sole how did she manage to get involved with a

believer?” “That’s Derry like asking me how did I fall for a non-believer,” “like you and

Key we meet,” “we liked eat other,” “now here we are,” “tell me what to do Derry man,”

that he’s to detect a little emotion in his brother’s voice although did Desrek find himself

just as bewildered about this breaking news report. “I don’t know what to do,” “neither

Sole do I,” “we know believers and non-believers are like light and dark to one another,

that you’re to think she’s as ridiculous as she believe you are,” “that there’s little or no

fellowship.” “I pretty much Derry know what’s the spirit to say,” “what about every

fragment of my heart,” “and I Desrek do mean every?” “I tell you what hiding from her

isn’t going to resolve a thing,” “you need to talk to her,” “you only Sole know where her

parent’s stand,” “what about Cassel,” “what does she really believe?’}}}


YES THAT DOOR DEAR SURA
SCENE II


Stumbling out of bed at rushing suspiciously to a door knocking repeatedly at sizing up

a glimpse through the peep hole could Asheligh Michelle only see the back of this persons'

head at being sure it was Anthony Dale. "Who is it?" "Who’s there?" "It's Vincent," "it me

Ash," "it’s Vincent," "I'm looking for you" "I was told you lived at this address." "My

gracious Vince the time” it being four in the morning but was that only part of it Ashleigh

just wasn’t ready, “do you," "if that's you Ash I simply want to talk," "I'm so sorry about

the party," "I was a jerk." "Look Ash you know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you,"

"please," "can we talk?" " It's four in the morning Vince" "I know love," "but I had to see

you please," "I couldn't sleep" "I kept remembering what a jerk I was," "please Ashleigh."

“Hey,” seeing she’s to loan him only a peek as she was yet to trust him, or this given

situation. ”Come on Ash,” “it’s me,” “it’s Vince,” “thank you,” despising for a certainty

this aching undecidedness, reluctantly opening the door to him, being reminded here how

much he and Anthony resembled. How they were around the same height, build, did

Anthony bear more sex appeal while Vincent Dias just had that perfect look, skin, hair

style, his facial features, anyway speaking of Anthony he would possibly kill her. "I can't

believe I'm actually doing this," allowing his entry was she directing him to the day room,

to a seat, "I know this seem akward but I couldn't get over how foolishly I acted." "I

admit Ash I was bitter but I didn't mean to terrorize you", "It's ok" “I was anything but” “I

mean I was thrown but not quite terrorized," "good" settling into a smile as only he could

was he and Ashleigh Michelle again making friends "then I am glad." "This is Ash a

fabulous place" glancing up, around her stylish apartment, "you must pay a pretty penny to

live here,” “so you want something to drink?" "I want you Ashleigh" speaking freely,

unavoidably was Vincent getting straight to the this scale with suspicion issue "I'm afraid

that's not possible." "Tell me Ash" coming immediately after her getting into the kitchen

after a drink or two “what went wrong,” “with us I mean?” Nothing went wrong Vince" "I

realized I was making a big mistake" "so marrying me was a mistake?" "Come on Vince,"

drying her cold hands at seeking out a carrying tray would she be her most sincere "I think

we were more into having a wedding than a marriage," "I don't think we even considered

the consequences" readying a bottle of sherry at thinking it would after this weighty ordeal

help her sleep "Ash?" Preventing said pouring at using his talll, stout build at pinning her

against the sink horribly intriguing her, "I thought we loved one another," "you've trapped

me" made to feel her most vulnerable, that if Vincent’s intentions were violence did she

search a way out "we were in a fabulous relationship for over a year" "it wasn't like we

jumped into it" "I know" bringing that fill tray up as to exit did he release her accordingly

"I was too uncertain about my feelings for you," " I thought it would be unfair to marry

you feeling the way I did" "and now?" Following her back to their seats, to her readying

two desired imbides "now I feel I made the right decision" "I don't Vince mean walking

out on you the way I did," "that was cowardice" that she’s to offer him his glass, even

cheese on crackers "although not marrying you because I needed a crutch to lean on,"
"a crutch?" Seeing this word didn’t set well with Vincent Dias Steele did he become his

most intense "that's all I was all that time some freaking crutch?" "I didn't mean it like

that" "I mean not marrying you for the wrong reasons" this was painful, seeing him still,

painful and heartbreaking, but it was something they needed to do, healing the distance

between them. "Isn't that Ash what lovers eventually become to one another," "a life line

to lean on?" There were so many nights she sat up minding the phone desiring to call him

and explain herself but now she knew she wasn't at all ready. "I know I really hurt you"

"I'm sorry for" "I love you Ash" having come with a sorrowful Vincent Dias to that exit

was he easily making this his way out "I believe I’ll love you always,” “but you’re right,”

“I better go" “let you get your rest," "thanks for seeing me at this insane hour" uncon-

sciously striking a wayward strands from her flawless face, those to die for blue eyes into

cautiously loaning her a pleasant kiss to her hairline "no hard feelings right," "none."

"Vince?" "Yeah" "thanks for coming by," "we really did need to talk," “it's a lot better

than figuring a hiding place,” “see you at the center,” “yeah you too.”


THAT ONE BOTH ADMISSIBLE AND CLOSE
SCENE III

“How do we Cass know we’re not trying to make something fit that just won’t,”

“trying to force something Cass that was never meant to be ?” “You don’t think Sole I

haven’t considered that,” chopping concerningly into her chocolate dessert had this been

the hardest week for both of their love “that I lay awake nights thinking about it?” “Al-

though Sole there’s no force here,” “beyond having falling in love we’re free to make

whatever choices we’re to desire or purpose after. “Beyond falling in love?” This he

thought most clever as most would never consider this one thing “You Solely a man so in
love with all things divine know once you’re so involved with that spirit, that gift your

choices are extremely limited. “Wow.” “my god Cass wow,” “what a manner of reve-

lation,” “but can’t this being in love also be deceiving,” “how do you know it’s the real

thing?” “Because Sole you’ve died both to gain and to maintain it,” “died from all mind

and self seeking that you’re to lay all things to this passions feet,” “especially Sole if

you’re to love them first,” “the authors and finishers of this literally unexplainable

intimacy.” You don’t fall in love Sole,” “you lose your heart to certain people, even

places, things, “your heart Sole,” it’s purpose, desires, even it’s destiny,” “then So’le you

labor at being directed by the heart now so fallen to be entirely faithful,” “even vowed to

that you love.” “I’m Sole quoting you of course,” “me?” “From your college Thesis,”

“the gardens I know,” “I know it’s been a while,” “that it was mostly Holy Spirit.” “Key

and I were talking the other day when Sole I realize and I know though she didn’t say

anything did she as well realize I was now referring to this none existence as them, or

they.” “You’re surprised,” “no I’m completely envious,” “envious?” ”Yes of your

innocence in all of this,” “how you get to start from a clean, literally virgin slate, wow,”

“that’s it Cass I’m wowed by y ou.” “Will you Sole marry me,” “will you vow all things

that you are, heart, mind and soul,” “Sole into a physical, intimate relationship to me.”

“The only reason I’m being careful because I know you’re already married as such to the

supreme,” “and that’s mankind divine destiny,” “but I’m asking you to enter into an alike

agreement with me, which is also man’s divine destiny, “This is so incredible,” activating

tears along decorative eyes, features into a speedy sweep of both cheeks, “my god I’m

crying here,” “not that I haven’t cried before,” “yes,” taking her hand like so did his a-

greement activate this spill over in her also, “yes Cassel I will wed thee,“ “yes.” “You said

yes right,” taking as to ready Kleenexes at dotting under both of his eyes, “because I

don’t believe in long engagements,” “you say that Cass like you’ve done this before,” as

one catching her by both of her wrist at setting his attention directly into hers “I have,”

digging again away, into her purse this daunting research “excuse me extremely much,” “it

was an arranged by my parents marriage,” yet after his face at grooming him just right was

Cassel easily releasing a ton of inadequacies, ”his name Solely was Patrick Andrew

Hollister,” “did I just hear you go from a prior engagement to marriage,” “no we never

married,” “I left,” ‘I came here to live with Key.” “That was the option,” “we were to

marry or leave the order,” “the order?” “You make it Cass sound like an occult,” “Jans

Vincent,” ”my mother freedom from religion order.” “Wow,” “good I’m glad to see I’m

yet Sole wowing you.” “So we’re actually getting married?” “Good,” “I think we solely

deserve it.” “get it.” “solely deserve it” “yes,” taking both of her hands into his t designing

a kiss likeso was Soledad Ain thinking she was so precious to him, so very cherished “I

get it,.” “that’s cute,” “quite cute.”


EITHER THIS LIGHT OR THIS DARK
SCENE XXI
MON AMOUR, MON AMOUR
PARIS FRANCE
MACREMORE AND VANCE OFFICES


My Dearest Tiffany Ann, how is this my love? I feel I need not tell you how much I

price you and how truly I wish the dreams of you were real.Those whereas I awaken in

thy warm bosom, inhaling your glorious redolence and making ourselves whole, as one.

Do you marked the days as I? Counting them away one by one until that time that imbues
mystery, chance, that time that will have it fullfilling and return you my precious,

back to thy darling one. Pouring you like a spring of fresh living water throughout my

eternity that I thirst not..

Yes, my love, it is I who mysteriously wrote the poem. I sat one night remembering

you, considering us our love, hopping eternity would lend us her hand suspending our

forbidden love, our so passionate selves into it's spellbinding infinity. Yes love twas I who

wrote the poem, even as I write this, thine art mine immortal beloved.

Tell me it dare not compare to the love we hold so near, swear to me, that nothing on

this earth or in the heavens can remotely compare except, the I am, that created us, this

love and fashioned it there? The way it has fallen short of unveiling a heart felt so

splendous into an unwinding maze of lyrical song, travagance detachment. I'll live by

it's death departing me painfully from mine own suspension unto thine immortality.


Love Always,
Nicholas Edin

My Dearest Nicholas,

I rejoice well into the imagination of my mine, that you, as we dissolve this time

betwixt us will return to ourselves recanting us as one unto a betrothal infinity. As also

my dearest I rejoice even greater at the interruption that even as I, you mark our

seemingly eternal departure daily. Time, my lost lover, one that is so unfair, and the

distant between us simply treacherous. Oh how I trespass against it, aching to imperil

you slain unto the intense burning repairing our lone everlast.

But my love, it is you that is so sadly mistaking, for it is I that have written the poem,

not you my love but I. It came to me like an impetuous conclusion, when I woolgather
into the heaven's midnight and wished our love thereupon. I and none other besheech

these heavens to pour out of it's ancient heart of two mortals like ourselves, to resolve us.

Loaning them a page of grace, an agent of immense glory uniting us in it's roguish

psalm, and thus said musical a bonus of it's own.

Therefore truest Nicholas I wrote the poem, as surely as the day I'm birth forth unto

your given chance and my departure is still without you. Where art my love gone deep?

Forever? Return unto me and meet me in places awaiting thy conquering considerations.

Thy perplex agreement to travel us from hither to there for always to be loved... To be

confessed by a raptuous conjoining, gossip in the heart of fierced deliberations van-

quished.

Love Always,
Tiffany Ann


"Hey Nicko man," bringing himself into Nicholas office unannouned into a seat was

Philiph Mance always about Nicholas Coogan"what is it Phil?" Disliking this interruption

apparently at putting Tiffany steaming letter away for later, "nothing much,” "it’sjust that

you left this morning without a word.” "I see your concern Phil but don't come bursting

into my office unannouned,” “ that isn’t the first time I've asked," "you're right,” ‘I’m

sorry.” “So are you and your lady yet having problems,” “you see Phil that’s the para-

dox,” “when Tiffany and I are together we’re beyond extrordinary,” “extra-terrestial

even,” “the most incredible thing on this planet,” “but,”retriving the letter at mindfully,

mysteriously waving it into a stand, a perch into long crossed limbs, arms “but when we’re

apart,” “we’re a pending Titanic shipwreak.” “Ah I see,” “this new aid," "have you

decided which of the young prospects will support us the most help?" Thinking it would
be so darling if they wrote one to another as their phone calls thou pleasant were so often

blank and impersonal. “Earth to Nicko!” With a knock of his knuckles to Nicholas desk at

alerting him back into the now “no,” “of course not,” “I only Phil just return.” Thinking

how their playful disagreement over which of them had written the mysterious poem

added this needful, somewhat joyous bliss to a lengthy sadness. “I’ll decide before closing

today,” "so" thinking that’s to send Philip Mance right off but did he sit in contemplation

still "you want to know who I picked?" "If I Phil say yes and you gladly inform me will

you leave this office?" " I like Jude Aleksander Adams" "I think him to be the greatest

addition" "you do know Phil this is a test?" "You can't go making this decision because

you like the way a persons' name is pronounced or spelled. "Is that is to insult me?"

Springing up offensively just who the hell did Nicholas Edin think he was? God’s gift

no doubt. “I'm sorry," "its just that I feel Macremore and Vance have us on trial here,"

"they want to see us perform not only legally but with business like" “ok Phil why," "why

do you like Jude?" Taking a peek into his file did Nicholas see how truly serious Philip

was "Adams?" "I can tell there is much on your mind," with much displeasure at him was

Philiph making this exit "when you decide you let me know," “Phil,” “look don’t go

please,” “you’re right,” “I’m being an ass,” “why Jude Adams?” “Well once you Nicko-

take time to examine his file you’re to realize even as I that his crendtials are as im-

pressive as his name.” “Ok,” “then Jude Aleksander Adam it is,” “what?” Brightening

into a marvelous as himself smile “you’re going to let me decide,” “it’s Phil decided,”

“have him here by nine tomorrow morning,” “that just in time for court,” “exactly.”


UNTO ALIEN FABLES UNTO

“A Mr. Artelon?” Having to lounge forward at speaking for her being stunn speechless

at the sight of Niegl Artelon “Yes, “Niegl,” “this is Spirit River,” “how may,” “we’re here

to,” “we need someone.” “I’m sorry do you know a Nadia Artelon?” “She is my sisiter,”

“my twin sister,” “she is missing,” did a concern for her Spirit River bring himself all the

more into the door, into the view of two awaiting, inquiring officers.” “Is there,” “has

something happen to her?” “We need someone to come down Mr. Artelon and identify a

body,” “we’re not saying it’s her body,” witnessing Spirit is to tear off frightfully, even

hysterically “it’s just a process of elimination.” “what are the odds that it’s her?” “Possi-

bly a fifty, fifty chance,” a very striking man, one of the most striking she’s to lay her eyes

on, a drop dead goreous sort of fellow, stunning actually. “If you will give us a minute,”

“sure Mr. Artelon,” “take all the time you need.” “This spirit is just something they do,”

easing into a seat directly behind him breaking down quite visibly “come on Nadia isn’t

dead,” “not our Nadia,” “her whole life is ahead of her.” “Then where is she?” “Why

haven’t she called,” turning a face overwhlmed with teary sentiment to him ws Niegl at a

lost for the right words “she’s never caused us unnecesary worry before?” “I’m going

to go with these officers,” “get this one mystery behind us,” “I won’t you to stay in case

she call or come home.” “And if’s it’s her?” “It’s not I,” “If it is,” “you call me,” “let me

know right away,” “I don’t Nie want to wait and see it on your face Nie,” “you call me.”

“I will,” “I promise.” “I’m going to call Christian again,” “good,” “but don’t alarm him.”

“remember he’s in a fragile state.” “Yeah,” wiping his nose with the back of his hand

could Spirit not believe this was happening, that the last thing they’d come to America for

was die, was lose their only sister. “Where,” “how did you find her?” “This female you’re

about to identify Mr.,” “please just call me Niegl,” “Niegl,:” “was killed when she and the
passenger she was with veered off the highway over a revene.” “Did she,” “is there

evidence she suffered much?” “I’m not a pathologist,” “or an accident scene investigator

but since I was first to discover them I would guess they died instantly.” “They,” “may I

ask who this other passenger was?” “I’m sorry Mr. Artelon but we can’t give out that

information.” “Was it a male,” “a male around the same age as she?” “Yes,” visibly

against her partner’s will although was Officer Mazwell trying to make this as easy as

possible. “I couldn’t help but notice you have an accent,” “we’re from Jerusalem,” “we’ve

only been in America a few months.” “I knew coming here,” “leaving our home, our

family, even our religion wasn’t good,” “but I never, ever imagine this.” “Lets not count

this as a lost until it’s final,” “you guys wouldn’t have anything to drink would you?”

Feeling a fright in his chest tightening in every breath at causing a dryness, even a staleness

on his tongue, unto a thickness in his throat that just wouldn’t swallow away as this was

the hardest thing ever he’s to do, yeap, the hardest thing ever.

stopped

I'M UNTO MY LOVER, THEN I’M FAR AWAY STILL
FRANCE, PAREE,
SCENE III

"I can't get over it" sparkling tremendously was an appearing Jude Aleksander

celebrating right into making ready for bed, "last night Alyn turn out to be such a

wondrous night after all, "yeah," whispering an agreement his way in his haste to shut

his work off as he didn't as yet want Jude to know of the private work. "When are you

going to share it?" Removing his shoes into a massage of tired, wore feet was Jude

Aleksander his most curious "share what?" Smiling and pushing from his desk at getting

into the bath like nature's call was urgent, "you know," "get out!" Screaming at him as

so to hide himself from him, from this rude interruption "you know I hate for you to come

in here! "All right," "all right," "I'm getting out see,” "so what time are you to be at the

firm tomorrow," "nine" “nine,” ”why so early?" "I actually don't know," "ok," sitting quite

amused at Alyn Tristan’s suspicions was he bursting over with enthusiasm "I'm going

straight to sit in on a murder case." "I hear Alyn the attorney is really exciting to watch,"

"a Nicholas Edin Coogan." "Then Jude you're be right at home" as one dressing also for

bed was he teasing Jude so "your best work," "the best man." "Alyn?" Folding himself

into the covers at deeming Alyn Tristian’s secret it’s most serious "I'm serious," "what are

you working on that is so fantastic even for me to view?" "Not now Jude please" as one

sitting the bed into exacting a worrisome top at pulling it off ever so slowly at hating

where this conversation was going. "I know something is not quite right with you,"

"that’s Jude your problem" "you're always thinking and leaning unto that thought without

clear meaning," "just tell me it isn't serious" "it isn't serious Jude ok" getting himself into

the bed at inhaling and exhaling into a much pleasured relaxation, "now get some sleep

you have a huge day tomorrow." "I trust you," "I know sometimes I'm very eager" "but I

still trust you," "yeah Jude" rolling onto his side, yawning and rubbing his sleepy, itching

eyes, here feeling Jude getting comfortable in bed did they simultaneously reach their night

lights.. "Can any body tell me just when is a child not a child?" Dubiously pondering the

jury's remarks this was Nicholas Edin’s stinging inquiry. Standing a tall, unutterable

delight at the defense table, his strong arms stretch before him and suspiciously fold, his

trademark whenever he had something very clever, very ingenious in the making. "My

client has been taught by society," as one making a better approach upon the suspicious

jury, the parents in trial at loaning them a questionable stare “even by her parents who are

pro-abortionist that it's legal to kill your unborn child." "Now I know some of you are

saying but her child was born and that's why I present the question just when is it society

that we're destroying non-human flesh verses when we're destroying a human life?" "And

if this question presents quite the dilemma imagine how confused our children." "How

many mothers after they've aborted fetuses as they say are distressed unto an unknown

peril wishing they'd made a better decision?" As one cutting a sizable vanilla folder

through the air at truly intriguing all those in attendance "these are their confessions"

spreading the sheets out likewise was Nicholas Edin as always at his most clever "their

cries and horror." "Is this how we save lives by ruining lives?" "Or is this how we make

ourselves better," standing eye to eye with his client as though he’s to question her most

of all "easier," "by shooting the wounded?” "I heard something ladies and gentlemen the

other day that was kind of funny" as one laying the incriminating folder down of this

simply magnetic smile of his was a prancing back and forth Nicholas Coogan simply

bedazzling these courts "when in reality it was sort of ironic," "how the police of an

American town searching for a man responsible for bombing an abortion clinic were one

person was killed." “Now,” piercing a finger at eye level throughout these dangling by a

legal thread surroundings “don't get this wrong," "I feel sorry for all who died in that clinic

that day " “or do I mean for that one person who died.” “Although did this man not

commit murder in a place were murder is legal?" "I know," "I know there are

pro-abortionist who would try to eat me alive but the picture I present is what if this man

thought since they had the right to commit murder then so did he." "Yet where's his

defense?" Moving into a daring stand as himself behind his client, into a touch of both of

her shoulders at again bringing the entire audience his way "he has none because he

committed illegal murder." "Say it with me people," "illegal murder" "my sixteen year old

client is on trial for her life because she's accused of committing an illegal murder"

"because she went into a hotel and performed a medical procedure rendering the same

ugly results." "The law told her she could," "her parents belief told her she could" "but my

client didn't know she couldn't go to a hotel and murder her child that she had to go to a

doctor and let them do it instead." "Again I know what you're thinking" as one instead

coming into a more applicable exhibition without her "it's not the same" "well because a

male child isn't a man does that mean he will never be a man?" "Because a female child

isn't a woman does that mean she will never be a woman?" "Because I stand before you a

man does that mean I was never a fetus?" "And because the fetus growing, breathing and

living inside it's mother womb hasn't develop into an infant does that mean it will not at it's

time appointed be a new born baby?" "Does it mean it isn't human?" "I contend people the

only way that fetus doesn't form into an infant is if it's life is exterminated," " that's how

you prevent a fetus from becoming an infant," "an infant from becoming an adult", " if you

cut off their life" moving in so sorrowfully as did those caught into his masterful paradigm

"and my dear people,” “judge” "because we call it a fetus instead of an unborn infant,"

"because we call it abortion instead of murder,” “and because we call it legal instead of

unlawful "aren't our children intelligent enough to know they're indeed the same?" "You,"

pointing a finger like a sword through this thicken plot at casting his dispersions at each

one of them, including the judge, "and you" "yes you" "and me" displayed as one pushing

that accusatory finger into his dreamed upon by all woman chest "we're all responsible for

legalized murder and she's only broken our already shattered law.” The question here is

did Miss Tira Marrs,” “our perfect little scapegoat take the law into her own hands or a

legalized medical procedure?" "And what I want you to ponder is the differences as a

new life is no less terminated either way?”


...A FUMBLING ACROBATICS AT THE WHISTLING WIND...
SCENE V

Niegl and Tiffany Ann


...TIS ACORN YET UNFULFILLED...
SCENE VI

remember Desrek and Kiefer

Nicholas sat quietly, as did Ly Lnn, Jude, the other assisting attorney in this case

knowing the jury was in. "Have you reached a verdict?" The judge called masterfully,

"yes we have", a juror hand the bailiff the infamous note of paper. The judge took his

view and hand it back off. The defendant was asked to stand, her attorneys stood with

her, and in a few seconds it was announced, she'd been found innocent on the grounds

of temporary insanity and the court room exploded.

Miss Marrs, Nicholas young client leaped crying into his arms. With the temporary

insanity plea she would get the mental help she needed to rightly divide the errors of her

mistakes, Nicholas thought. The last thing they heard was the gravel taking it's eminent

strike and the wonderful words case closed. It was after the courts adjourning Nicholas

caught a glimpse of Chief Vance who through complete incertitude also sat in on this

case, he was now loaning him a smile of wonder and gratitude.


...THE ACORNS ARE FALLING DEAR SURA...
PARIS FRANCE
SCENE VII

"So how did it go?" "Was the Prince of Paris as invigorating", Alyn Tristan put his

jewelry away, glancing at the brown, gorgeous reflection captured in the mirror, "you

could say that", "he's what are the words?" Jude pulled his shoes off one by one, "ah",

a light came on”, "synthetic without fault", "although my question is" "who is Alyn

Tristan?" "What do you mean?" Alyn Tristan grew curious, especially since Jude was

drawing himself dangerously close, "I sense you're getting farther away from me", "you

sense", Alyn Tristan moved off, away, attending his undressing, “I've told you about that
clandestine imagination of yours" "yes Jude saw him", imagined, "as also you've told me

abstinence is better than sacrifice" once more drawing himself close, almost feeling the

very breath he breathe, "although I'm now to think perhaps it's a ploy" "that Alyn Tristan

De'Burk never find me", "never make me unto his lover as one", "you're not making

sense", Alyn Tristan got to the bath room, readying the shower. "I frighten you don't

I Alyn?" An interposing Jude Aleksander provoked him the more, "you have no

intention of ever touching me", "of ever knowing me except by this stinging forbearance"

"and not sacrifice" clearing his tighten throat into tingling, creeping eyes, "I'm flesh",

leaping into Alyn Tristan’s urgent steps, "you think I don't want to be touched?" "I'm

a heart" wiping this outrage of his from his nose, cheek, "you think I don't want to be

felt?" "I'm human" "why do your human despise me so?" "You're being unreasonable

again" a firing Alyn Tristan got pass him, "don't run from me" hurdling again into his

space, drawing a ticklish Alyn Tristan still, "I want to see you" reaching unto his rob,

wrestling and unloosening a stone Alyn Tristan, soon breaking him open unto a stunning

nakedness, "don't do this" closing himself anxiously "you are as perfection" "leave me

to my bath" "please" "two years Alyn" sniffing and sweeping his leaking face "two and

you're still giving me crap about abstinence" "I have finished the article” changing the

subject as was sorely required, "I'm ready to share it with you" touching Jude’s thick

light brown locks, suspecting his warm, dramatic spilling, anxiously pulling him into

a timid bosom, about a pleasant neck, scent, there holding him, feeling him, there

loving him. "it won't be long now I promise" his own emotions squeaked through "you

hear me sweet Jude?" "It won't be long now.”


THE SUICIDAL CONFESSION
By: APACHE ARROW DE'BURK III
SCENE VII

I saw this implausible act of denial right before I did it, at the time I was watching

old footage about the gay and lesbian moment in America. I remembered one scene in

particular, a young dying male screaming to both the medical and political boards

"YOU'RE KILLING ME". Immediately I thought no! you're killing yourself, and now

you've killed mankind.

Is this not like the heterosexuals in this same country, this identical world blaming these

identical boards for both ancient and recent sexually transmitted diseases? It is here I am

to know that sexual promiscuity in this country, in the world affecting multi-millions is the

most perpetual holocaust, a new ritual of Russian Roulette, that's five or six suicides ago,

AAD3.


...CLASHING THROUGH DAMATER DUE PROUD...
SCENE VIII

Nicholas was completely against it but Philip waste little time planning a celebration,.

inviting Wren and some of the others over for a private party. Although Nicholas wasn't

that happy about said party he was pleased about the recent victory. With his blinds

pulled, his legs thrown up he'd won his first case for the firm, and was still working on

one of their largest cases ever. He remembered he had skepticism concerning this case,

he thought a woman with anti-abortions culpability would better serve it.

The chiefs Macremore and Vance insisted he was the one, and thou questionably he

accepted but only if Ly Lnn assisted. Nicholas thought she could lend a woman's

perspective to the case. Prior to entering into the case Ly Lnn was uncertain about
how she felt about legalized abortion and although the case hadn't changed that one

bit, there were now things she knew that the public didn't know about abortion. That

in actuality you're really destroying a human life.

Although she didn't know about other women, she'd decided she would never put

her unborn child through that terror. As concerning her own body and if be, her own

unborn child, abortion wouldn't be an alternative. At a knock at the door, Nicholas swiftly

kicked his legs from atop the desk, positioning himself just right for the find, he was

relieved when he realized it was only Philip, "Hey", he came right in "everybody talking

about the case" "yea I know", "so how does it feel to win your first?" A proud Philip got

comfortable "well Phil", Nicholas grew adorably curious, "I think you're be finding that

out real soon", "you're talking about the Clifton case", "exactly", Nicholas stood to

re-dress his jacket, "I have a meeting with chief Vance", "ok there Nicko", Philip smiled

into his standing, "you sure you're ok?" "Yea", turning a sure look into Philip Mance

"I just wish help for her and her family could have come sooner", "see you tonight.”


THE SUICIDAL CONFESSION CONTINUES
By: APACHE ARROW DEBURK III
SCENE VIIII

The gay and lesbian community in America and the world is liken unto a

farmer who has decided he know better then nature and instead of cultivating

his garden with natures' water he uses blood instead, human blood. Now because

he uses human blood and not natures' water he's found to have the most incon-

ceivable garden in all the land and eventually in all the world. Not only is this

farmers' garden simply fascinating, but it's fruits and vegetables are the sweetest,

the most plump and the largest.

People had seen nothing like it ever before and they're so overwhelmed, so

very engrossed. Soon the farmer confess, he confess that the reason why his

garden is the fairest in all the land, in all the world is because he uses human

blood to cultivate his gardens instead of natures water. The farmer is astonished,

he is not alone, there are multitudes and multitudes practicing this very same thing

and are loving it, simply worshipping it. They're those even born to deny what

mankind call nature, what the creator call a turning away from natural affections,

a natural farmers use, that's five or six suicides ago, AAD3.



...AT HEADMOST THIS CLACKING UNHARMED...
SCENE X

By the time Nicholas arrived home the private party of Philip had all ready begun.

Some were sitting about the bar toasting him as he entered, others where sitting about

the T.V. watching what appeared to be comedy due to their rather screeching laugher,

"Ly Lnn couldn't come" following abruptly after him "and what Phil! shoulders of

disapproval went up, "I keep telling you Ly Lnn and I are just friends" "yea I know"

"but this party is for her too", "Phil" pulling his tie away, unfastening his shirt, "this

party is for you" "ah there you go Nicko" pointing Nicholas Edin down "not giving

me credit" "not appreciating anything I do, "ok" hands of defense went up, "I'm

sorry", "I didn't mean it", "yes you did" playing with him "it's been a long exhausting

week" evidently changing his shoes, "I'm tired and I say stupid things when I'm"

"hello guys", a happy Jude Aleksander lift his glass, "Jude", Philip got right to him,

getting him away from an ungrateful Nicholas, "did you hear Nicko hurting me

feeling", throwing his arm about his neck, leading him out, "so you're coming?"

Remembering Nicholas, turning back " let me put on something a bit more

comfortable" "I'll be right there" "the best man is coming", Philip rushed instead

to a door knocking.

Peeping through curiously Nicholas could see Ly Lnn had decided to join

the party after all. He could also see she wasn't alone, a tall oriental guy was

escorting, well not quite, it appeared he wasn't staying. "So what mystery is this?"

Nicholas funned of a suspicious looking dish "I don't really know", Philip admitted

"but it's good" "give it a good try as I have" both answering and incouraging him

was a recurrent Jude Aleksander watching Nicholas busy himself in the kitchen,

being shield by those sitting at the bar he was able to get his concupiscent fill of

Ly Lnn Chow.

Once again Nicholas couldn't keep his eyes off this amazing seductress who was

sporting an adorable soft linden dress. One fitting her nice curves, and accenting her

healthy bosom and unyielding nipples, "you like her huh" gulping his beer into a

displeased Nicholas Edin , "what" "it is good you like someone" "it is obvious you

don't like me much at all", "I don't know you Jude" pushing pass him as this was

a discussion so unpopular, "I don't know many of you" "look” making himself plain

“I'm glad you came" "have fun" apparently trying to persuade Jude Aleksander that

what he felt for Ly Lnn could be rearranged into a friendship for certain.


"Good evening Miss Chow", kindly offering his snack, sat, "I'm glad you

decided to come", "Wren insisted" "and Philip reminded me it was in my honor

as well" "come on have some?" literally licking his fingers "it's really good", "not

right now" "you look very beautiful tonight" attending a slight intrusion in her eyes,

"so what are we watching?" "Robinhood men in tights" bursting into laughter just

as soon "I remember this" "it's Mel Brooks version of Kelvin Cosner's Robin

Hood The Prince Of Thieves". "yeah" becoming interested in the flick, Nicholas

like the others burst into loud laughter, really impressing Ly Lnn, "these guys are

hilarious" beginning to really enjoy himself was this a friendly side him she’d not

seen "I thought this would be one to like", Philip once again got to a door knocking.

part two
part two
...AS FLUFFY FEATHERS LYING DOWN..
JERUSALEM ISRAEL
SCENE XI

"It's good to see you're up", Dr. Etzger respond of Christian being

up and in a chair so early, "is there any word about my wife?" He talked

back, " I'm sorry there's not", the doctor lied apparently, "I'm afraid on

that note I must insist you give us someone else to contact in case of an

emergency", "there is no one else, "surely you must have" "I said there's

no one", a rude Christian Cros was seething, "I've come to tell you we'll

be removing some of the bandages tomorrow", "ah here is your break-

fast" "I will leave you to eat it" "last night I dreamed my wife died" "that

the fire I rescued her from years ago actually claimed her life" an emphatic

Christian Cros with itching ears listen back, "I say it's only a dream",

by the way getting himself out Docter Etzger looking to be Arab/Indian

mix was he tall and frail, was he always wearing spectacles right on the

tip of his nose "you Dr. Etzger don't understand doctor" "my dreams don't

lie" "is my wife dead?" Turning into a clear view of him, skepticism, "I have

a right to know", hesitating doctor Etzger gave Christian a very equivocal

stare and exited the room, "take it away", "but sir","I DON'T WANT IT!"

hastily turning his wheeled chair into a hard swallow, into a violent sweep of

his dribbling cheeks, "just leave me.”

Christian knew it to be true, even if they wouldn't tell him, it was written all

over the Doctor's ghosted white face, and tearing at his heart and sanity. He

knew when he awaken and she was gone he would never see her again. But

death, she didn't deserve that, that was a horror no man deserved he thought,

as he'd been terrified by it so many times. Looking down at the empty, void

ridden streets, tears glancing down his sorrows and disappointment, he wished

for one thing, he wished he was home, safe, hiding as usual from all the madness..

He would miss her dearly, now Rebecca would finally know her mother he

thought, her mother would finally know her daughter. Christian knew why the

doctors and nurses prevented him, they cared more about his healing than his

heart, it was their job. It was here he was thankful that his dreams had loan him

this manner of grace, keeping him in the light that he be not consumed by uncer-

tainty and despair. A name, an emergency contact, Dr. Etzger explain, but

Christian wasn't about to entangle anyone else he loved into this web of bottom-

less putations.
THE SUICIDAL CONFESSION CONTINUES
BY: APACHE ARROW DE'BURK III
SCENE XII

Then there's an uproar, people and lobbies against farmers using human blood

instead of natures water. The protesters are screaming it's just isn't natural, it's a

sin, a blasphemy. Although the blood farmers cry aloud in various riots around the

world that they have the right to use human blood in their own gardens, green houses

if they want, I mean this is America?"

Soon the decision of whether or not to use human blood in gardens around the

world become a question for the president, the supreme courts, and various worship

houses, clergymen. Eventually the farmers win, they're only practicing their rights to

do what they want in their own gardens, green houses. They don't know what all the

fuss is about anyway, this is their preference, their birth right, this is their freedom of

choice. Come it hell or high water, it's about time somebody defied nature, it's blood

intelligence, what does it know?" That's five or six suicides ago ...AAD3...


...DOWN TO HER GOOD-FOR-NOTHING MOUND...
SCENE XIII

Nicholas was frowning and painfully peering up into a strange light, soon

rubbing and messaging his pounding temple into a clearer focus when frightfully

he concluded he was lying in somebody's hospital room, "you must rest Mr.

Coogan", a nurse rushed right in, helping him to lay his pounding head back

down, "what is happen?" What had happen indeed, one minute he’s laughing

in front of a TV screen and now he’s in a hospital bed, swallowing a dry

bitter mouth, throat into that strictly baffling him "we don't rightly know as
yet Mr. Coogan", finishing his vitals she rose a cup to his mouth, "a doctor will

be with you shortly" "feel" "I feel so" "yes", "I know" "we had to work fast

to get as much of the poison out of your system as possible" "poison", he frighten

into a foggy thought "a Ly Lnn Chow", "Philip", "I know” helping him still", "if

they were at the same party chances are they're in here with you" "will you check

please?" "I'll see what I can do".

Getting enough strength Nicholas frighten into jingling, creeping eyes, raising

an otherwise head once more, it was here he could see others he was sure had

been at the party, but no Philip,. Ly Lnn, "Mr. Coogan", a doctor came in followed

by police interest "I'm sergeant Morris Mr. Coogan", he waste no time "could you

tell us the last thing you remember?" "Remember", Nicholas frown into sharp head

pains, yet not believing this, plainly and frightfully drawing a blank, "it’s ok Mr.

Coogan", "no" "I remember a party", "I remember laughing”, “eating”, "and Mr.

Coogan", the officer prepared to write, "what about before the party did anything

suspicious happen prior to the party?" "Suspicious", he concentrated hard, pluck

large drops away "where are my friends?" Growing all the more terrified, emotional

"is anyone seriously hurt?" "Please" grabbing a rigid hold to them "we had two

DOAs" "two" wondering aimlessly, painfully "who" "what the hell is happening?"

"You must remain calm", "calm" "one second I'm enjoying a private party" "the

next I awake half dead" "you" helping him at settling him "you need your strength"

"the over-dosed drug can be detrimental to your heart" "Miss Chow” "was she

one of them", "Miss Chow" "A Mr. Felsenthal”, the investor searched his report

“and a Miss Novenlian", "dead" to say this was unbelievable, this was an inspiring
horror, nightmare "O my god", rubbing his hand over his face, laying his head back

into a teary look into the ceiling, blinking back tears that ran down his face, into his

ears, cold to his neck, Wren was dead, Sergio? He couldn't believe this, he just

couldn't.

...TIS TREACHERY I TELL YOU...
SCENE VIIII

"{{{Yes put him through", Tiffany was excited at the least "is there some-

thing wrong?” Said excitement turn to horror at the apparent tears in his voice

"has something happen?" Heart-rending herself into a better distinctness "I can't

understand you Spirit", "calm", "calm down", "I", "Niegl", "what is it?" "Carmilla

is what?" Pushing her seat back at springing to her feet, "my god how?" "They

told us two unidentified men died with her but they couldn't tell us whether or not

one of those men were her husband" "that doesn't make any sense? Tiffany was

thinking hard, or was she hardly thinking "I know" "and well Spirit is very upset"

"we're all upset" "she was in Dallas when she died" "that is the strangest thing as"

"Dallas?" Misunderstanding him enormously "I thought they were in Jerusalem"

"well so did we", "look" at bringing a calm to them all "I know it's probably of

no consolation but I don't believe he's", "you know" "dead", "I hope you're right"

"let me make a few phone calls", "see what I can find out", "and I'll call you guys

back" "tell Spirit not to worry", "tell him to be strong for me}}}"

Replacing the phone, hoping she herself could be brave, the very thought

that Carmilla was dead made her very blood trembled. Pacing the floor and

pondering what to do next, she hoped she was right about Christian. Realizing

the rather intense feelings she'd been having about him recently, could have

been her attempting to realize this very thing, "no", she fussed, terrified in her

very bones, Christian wasn't dead. Although all the evidence pointed to this

fact, he and Carmilla traveling together. Who were those two indescribable

men escorting her?

Tiffany took the receiver in hand, thinking Syefan could help, "and why was

she thousands of miles away from her supposedly destination?" Although Tiffany

was no expert, she couldn't help but wonder if they were able to identify Carmilla,

then they should have been able to identify Christian, unless other things prevented

them. Although if Christian wasn't in that crash, then where the hell was he? Tiffany

was on the phone to Syefan who had the best investigators in the police department

and all the right connections. This ordeal had become something of a paradox and

Syefan Erin was the paradox solver.


..RAINE IS THIS NAME...
SCENE X

Nicholas Edin had awaken to a horrible nightmare and something was rotten

in that little Paris Town. Nicholas laid mystified, not knowing the faith of his friends,

two had already arrived DOA, nothing could be done. It was here the waiting grew

more and more bloodcurdling this as he anticipated the worse for Philip, Jude, and

the others. Nicholas began counting the ceiling, re-reading the writing on the walls

continually, here wishing he had more cover, he was cold and worrying himself to

death about the others, especially Ly Lnn.

"How is he?", Alyn Tristan leaped directly to his feet, greeting a young male
doctor with news of Jude Aleksander. "He is stable now", "although he has

suffered a light stroke and is possibly without speech", "among other things",

the doctor read a chart, "we simply won't know until more testing", "how

could this happen?" A sicken Alyn Tristan both blinked and swallowed back

natural emotions, running his strong hands through his darken mane and sniffing

back those identical emotions, he was at a lost for comprehension, "this was a

private party for god sakes! his eyes filled, nostrils burn, "how could this happen?"

"That we don't know" "Mr. De'Burk" Alyn Tristan answered, swirling around to

a seat, feeling his nervous hands, his horrible fear seemingly choking him to death

as well.

"The Policia is here", leading him still "they're asking questions" "what do I

know?" "When I arrived they were all unconscious" "it would seem they all owe

you their lives", "please" helping Alyn Tristan, actually startling him, he was too

concern even for a doctor "just tell them what you can", "be very precise" it wasn't

long before the inquiring officers were upon a stunning tall, tan male that stirred even

these officers "I was there as party to Mr. Jude Adams, "I'm Alyn Tristan De'Burk,

he gave his hand, wanting to help, "what if anything do you recall Mr. De'Burk?"

"I'd changed my mind about attending the party when I knew I'd made a promise

and should keep it", "Jude", "I mean Mr. Adams" "he left explicit directions so

there wouldn't be any misunderstanding" "once you entered the building Mr. De'

Burk was there anything unusual?" Any small things a toll", "besides a fabulous

looking Jag left running all to itself", "no", "and what happen next?", The assisting

officer wrote in his pad "I proceeded regretfully to the address" "I knocked once

and there was nothing except the play of music" "I knocked again and again there

was nothing", "I was thinking perhaps I was at the wrong address when I helped

myself to the door knob", "opening slowly as not to alarm anyone unnecessarily"

"moving right in" growing very uncomfortable, nervous, "immediately I thought

someone was playing a joke" "what", the officer disbelieved "you didn't think!

"no", Alyn Tristan angered "not that I was walking into a room full of dead people"

"my friend included!" "when I realize it wasn't a joke I ran immediately to find my

friend" wiping his cheek, altering his confession at this fervent blockage "he was

breathing but barely” "this is when I got myself to the phone and called for help"

"there was nothing strange about this party?" "Other than the party was actually

dead" Alyn Tristan withstood them both, hated them both, "no" "and you say you

were a party of Mr. Jude Adams" "other than him you knew none of the others?"

"That is correct" "and what did you say this relationship with Mr. Adams is?" "I

didn't say" rolling amazing cow eyes at them, "although he is a very special friend",

"friend", the investigator continued his writing.


...A RESIDENT TO THIS LAUGHING STOCK...
PAREE HOSPITALS
SCENE XI

After answering the police questions for what it seemed the one hundredth

time Nicholas was released to return home, but home was the last place he wanted

to go. Philip was still resting comfortably, as so was Ly Lnn, but Jude was still in a

coma. They'd all been severely drugged by Rohypnoil, large amounts of the infamous

date rape drug was found in all their systems. The only thing it's purposed was to
put them all into an eternal sleep. Neither of them could believe this had happen.

The fact that Wren and Sergio was actually dead, their families, friends asking

impossible questions, this in itself was inconceivable.

How? when? where? Were the notorious questions. And of course who?

Their doctors were certain neither of them were suppose to walk out of that

apartment alive and the only thing that prevented that was the fact a young man

named Alyn Tristan De'Burk kept his promise to a dear friend, if he'd hesitated

just for another hour like Wren and Sergio none of them would have ever regain

consciousness again.

"I'm to hear we have you to thank for our lives", Nicholas found him, loan him

his hand, "I rather think you have perfect timing to thank", Alyn Tristan shook that

hand, "but I won't turn a gift down" "how is he?" Nicholas asked of Jude as they

stood outside ICU contemplating him, "lifeless", Alyn Tristan worried, "simply

lifeless", "so you're off to home?" " I don't think I never want to go home again",

Nicholas quickly answered his cell, hoping it was Tiffany returning his call, "{{{yes

sir", was he disappointed, "I'm as well as to be expected", "I don't know sir",

Nicholas glanced at Alyn Tristan, "yes some type of sleeping agent", "that's the

quandary surrounding the whole ordeal we don't know why we were attacked

so", "yes", "I've heard something of T-Kamb sir" "what are they owning up to

this?" Nicholas asked, motioning to Alyn Tristan that he needed a pen, some

paper "yes sir", "while I don't know that much about them", To Kill A Mocking

Bird, T-Kamb, this Nicholas wrote on the loan of paper, handling it to Alyn

Tristan, seeing him give a signal, nod of approval, "I'll bring him with me sir"
"me?" A puzzled Alyn Tristan point to himself, "thank you sir}}}".

Nicholas didn't have to tell Alyn Tristan who he was talking to. It was obvious

it was the chiefs Macremore and Vance, being so close to Jude Aleksander he

knew them fairly well, "he said to tell you he's sorry", Nicholas pushed the pen,

paper away "you know about Jude", "what does he want us to do?" "Well as

soon as we get ourselves together he want to see us in his office" "do you trust

him?" Alyn Tristan suspected a still Jude Aleksander, "ah" rubbing his hands over

his worn visage at answering Alyn Tristan , "if you'd asked me that a day ago I

would have said yes" "but now" "I don't know" I believe somebody we trusted

just tried to kill us" "did kill us" at contemplating Jude’s faith “well now I don't

know who to trust" "what is this about T-Kamb?" "You've heard of them?"

"I'm a renown investigating reporter for the largest paper in France", he gladden

somewhat, getting to the front exit with Nicholas, "of course I've heard of them",

"heck I've tried getting in deep with them but they're impossible even for me" "it's

sort of ironic", clearly was Nicholas flustered, "I knew I was coming to Paris to

do a lot of things but getting dead wasn't one of them", "I just don't like this" "I

think there's something they're not telling us" "Alyn my boy", Nicholas entire

demeanor transposed "there's always something they're not telling us” smiling

into a bleak uncertainty, dread was Alyn Tristan De’Burk following the

leader.

...THE SUICIDAL CONFESSION...
BY: APACHE ARROW DE'BURK III
SCENE XII

Soon none of the bickering, the marching matters, the tainted produce is
now on the open market and it is as common and unsuspected as that produce

cultivated so naturally with water. An earthly choice, ideal, travesty having no

respect to statue, tongue, gender nor agedness. Then the worse happens, 41

farmers who ate blood tainted produce are diagnosed with a rare cancer, not

before long five hundred blood farmers are dead in five month in America alone.

Although this is not the worse thing, since this manner of produce has a blood

intelligence all its' own and is again on the open market not one ounce of man

kind’s vital fluid of life is safe from this flesh and blood killer instinct, that's five

or six suicides ago, AAD3..


...ENJOINING IN DESSERT SPOON ANG...
SCENE XIII

Approaching him without his notice, Barbara Ann kissed the back of his neck,

startling him into a delicious swallow of her burning hot self "what are you doing?

Disbelieving her though biting her just as anxiously, urgently spinning them into hot,

long awaited pleasures. Watching her drop this amazing gown, one transforming

her into blazing flesh, Bradford ingested his torrid self slowly, soon tearing himself

so helplessly in this wondrous, explosive lover of his. Entangling herself into him

forthwith Bradford Elam took her down to the soft carpets, molding and stirring

himself into this violently wanton seductress as one.

“My god Barb you’re so beautiful, sweeping his own covering away "make

love to me Bradford" forgetting all old acquaintances, yes bringing him down "you're

so damn beautiful" “god I've missed you" kissing her voluptuous bosom, biting her

tongue, sucking and biting her sexual arousal was a heated Barbar Ann quickly
assisting him with his undressing, she could feel his harden arousal inducing itself

to have her, to bring them to places, to territories stout immense conjoining. Bradford

Elam was seething up in flesh and blood, acutely mourning, blistering at feeling himself

only seconds away of this enchanting fulfillment, this scorching, abnormal discharging,

he torn himself joylessly and breathlessly into her exploding sweet wonders.


...WAY DOWN FAR AWAY THEY GO...
SCENE XI


Tiffany rose early, receiving Nicholas's message but having no time to get back

in touch with him just now she'd dressed and rushed out not looking forward to the

long ride to Christian's house but hoping there would be evidence of his were abouts.

This thing had become personal, very personal and she simply hoped with all her heart

nothing terrible had happen to her dearest friend, her faceless destiny.

Tiffany heard the matter concerning Nicholas was urgent, but it couldn't be more

urgent than this. For all they knew Christian Cros had meet with the same identical faith

as Carmilla, that identifying him was taking a little longer. Tiffany hoped not, truly prayed

not, she hope in his scintillating purpose to find himself he'd not only lost himself, but his

life, that one thing given him that once taken there is no coming back, no getting it back,

these things she pondered, again pressing hard, fast into Pike's Peak territories..


...THIS MUNDANE EXISTENCE BELOW...
SCENE XII

Anthony sat letting his breakfast chill, pondering about Ashleigh and this new

dilemma that had presented itself. He never gave any thought about the last three

years of her life and this angered him. His not considering how truly devastated

she must have been having her life ripped apart and from under her so violently,

as he sat in prisoner for life.

She'd been in a two year relationship with this man and had accepted his pro-

posal for marriage and although she'd chicken out, he had to mean something, the

hot sip of coffee lending a sense of pleasure as it's heated fulfilling sizzled upon his

tongue, effusing it's heat down his throat, burning in his chest.

It would be a nice day he pondered from his balcony, looking over New York

City's vastness and notability. It was then he remembered the day was a celebration

of love, relationships and adoration at the center. That not only was it a beautiful

Saturday, it was Relationship Day. He smiled when he pondered how cheerful Ashleigh

would be when she received his gift, the florist should be delivering it at any time, this

his immortal love...


...AN INDEFINITE NEVERMIND...
SCENE XIII

Chief Aggartore send a limousine to fetch Nicholas and Alyn Tristan, Jude

Adams' friend. For the first time Nicholas would see where they lived and how.

It would appear he wouldn't have to be concern about returning to the teams

temporary domiciles. All arrangements had been made for the entire defense

lawyers surrounding the Clifton case to live in his mansion until the infamous trial

commenced.

Nicholas thought it was truly vanity that one man would surround himself with

such incredible furnishings and treasures. It was a grand collection of antiques and
relics throughout an enormous castle 17th century castle, kingdom and Nicholas

found it's glory simply astounding, "Monsieur Coogan", a well dressed servant

advanced upon him, "Chief Aggartore insist on seeing you immediately",hesitating

into loading Alyn Tristan a suspicious glance. "I guess we're talk later" growing

even more astonished by these phenomenon surroundings, at this accurate minion

leading him his way.

"You may call me Arron Monsieur Coogan", ..."A, ron", a dumbfounded Nicholas

Edin as yet pondered the grandiosity and brilliance of this place, its' mere eminence, it

was a domain befitting a King, he thought, nothing less. Nicholas guessed these men lived

larged but this was simply overwhelming, simply too much and for a while so consuming,

his problems flew out the window so to speak. It was simply this grand occasion with

hundreds in staff and security guards throughout it's vastness.

Nicholas couldn't help pondering what was it all for and just what planet had he

stepped onto. Soon Arron pushed these tall huge doors open and directed Nicholas

in, slowly closing the doors behind him. Nicholas wonder in perplexity momentarily

until he heard a familiar voice illuminating the room therewith. "ahhh Chief Aggartore?"

"this is truly some place, yet spinning eyes up, around, "I welcome you and your

fellow attorney's", standing to assure Nicholas’s arrival, "I pray you will be most

comfortable here", "forgive me sir just what is this all about?" "Well it's about saving

your life son and the case of the century" sitting, bringing charged Nicholas along "so

is there more news about T-Kamb", "have they confessed?" Wasting little time,

"have anyone?" "Sit down son", "let us talk", "Mr. Vance", "the Chief you call

him", "knew it was possible something like this would happen", "especially when
you won that murder case". "See son" standing again a very tall man, silver hair

gentlemen with a Frence accent.


...A SWEET WICKEDNESS IN MY VINE...
SCENE XIV

" That was the first case of it's kind to receive a not guilty plea in all of France",

"possibly the entire civilized world", "hell I've even watch some try", "I've set as

assisting lawyers on some of those trials", " listening to remarkable openings and

closing remarks still no rectitude" "it was always a no win situation", he puffed his

pipe, remain astonished "well until now son" "you did it" "we know not how son

but the verdict is the same" "Monsieur Coogan did it" "how long before we learn

of Miss Novilian and Mr. Felsenthal murders?" "And of those who attempted to

kill us as well?" "I thought we might start with the caters and go from there", pushing

to end of his seat, "no Mr. Coogan", Chief Aggartore strongly resisted "you have

a case to try and win", "that's exactly what they want", "pardon sir" "they want you

to become distracted", "excuse me sir", "they want me dead" "well we can't have

that now can we?" "I'm sure I won't have a problem doing both", "no! no! no! Mr.

Coogan" "sometimes you don't listen", Chief Aggartore was adamant, potent.

"who are these people?" Becoming just as viperous, threatening, spining up,

out "why wasn't we warn?" "They are very prestigious people who stand to lose

Millions if Mr. Clifton goes free" "I can't began to tell you the urgency of winning

this case" "excuse me sir" "if the firm's well being is in danger why aren't you and

Mr. Vance not trying this case?" "Sir?" "Tell me Monsieur Coogan", Chief Aggartore

walked over to a painting, "have you ever seen the wings of a butter fly?" "Sir?"
"The butter fly Monsieur Coogan is one of the most beautiful flying creatures"

refering to the painting, "to whom is paid little glory or attention because supposedly

it poses no real threat" "you Monsieur Coogan is like that butterfly" "so beautifully

fragile and so gorgeously dangerous", "sir?" A confused Nicholas Edin frown into

a preferred ear full "ah I'm sorry Monsieur Coogan" dropping ice cubes into a glass,

pouring a drink, making Nicholas a declined offer "but we've played this game with

these people so often that I fear they know our hand before we even play", "but

you" "your stratagem alone is remarkably impending" "they're fumbling idiots by

simply anticipating you" "every time your opponents entrap you or so they think"

"not only do you find a fascinating escape but your save and rescue tactic are

astounding" "I've seen nothing like it", "surely you're exaggerating sir" Nicholas

Edin wasn't believing this, "oh no son", "not at all", "you and Mr. Vance are some

of the most superior attorneys throughout this world", "Sir?" Nicholas heart, ears

intensified, "Ah", chief Aggartore tickled, "don't let me frighten you", "my word"

"you look as though you've seen a ghost" chief Aggartore now amused words soon

faded at Nicholas Edin pondering his rather unbelievable compliments. He'd actually

put him on the same level as themselves and surely he couldn't believe that, "you're

a natural", Chief Aggartore went on to tell Nicholas that their attackers wouldn't go

free and that Miss. Wren Nouvilian a great law student from Germany death would

be avenged, as so Mr. Serigo Felsenthal, no, they wouldn't think of letting any-

one hit and hurt the Macremore team so severely. He encouraged Nicholas those

responsible would indeed pay and that triple.


... STILL TO, TO FRO THEY VOYAGE...
SCENE XV

Tiffany had no problem getting into Christian's house. A window on the bottom

level was left adjured, but even before entering there was no signs of life. Tiffany

couldn't help wondering how vast and quiet the place was and how she'd really

hoped to find Christian alive and well at home, although she knew she wished

upon a miracle.

She'd learn from Syefan they'd ventured to Jerusalem as planned, check in to

a very renown hotel there and in three days simply disappeared. Syefan told her

he didn't know what Christian had planned but his wife had ideals of her own con-

cerning their honeymoon trip and she'd covered their tracks rather well.

Syefan went on to tell her he believed the honeymoon was just a hoax, and that

Mrs. Artelon was into some double dealings or rather it appeared that way. Syefan

also told Tiffany she'd possibly gotten involved with some dangerous bed fellows

that she could have been totally innocent, but her companions were into everything

from loan sharking, drug dealing to money laundering and maybe she'd gotten caught

in the middle. Things therefore didn't look too promising for Christian either way.

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