13.August.25

Pigeon-holed as a highbinder, Bert was quite the opposite; he perched himself amongst depraved aves not because he aligned with their crookedness, but because he sought to turn the ways of rotten raptors into those of benefactors. ; )

11.August.25

While other geese jumpily encircled the star of the yard, Farmer Astrid, for a chance at celestial seasoning, Gina found herself ever at apastron as hovering hands rained over their rangeβ€”leaving one bill unpaid its just dessert. ; )

09.August.25

It was the last room and, so, it was obviously also the least, but it felt royal to herβ€”maybe because she knew it was on her account that the illuminated β€˜vacancy’ had been dimmed or maybe because among the minimal accommodations was an exceptionally velutinous sham from which her later dreams would rise. Most would say the space was suitable; for her, it was the sweetest of suitesβ€”for it was perfect present of presence off and away from shades of the streets. ; )