Tuesday, July 2, 2013
....Got lost in the steam of it all, didn't realize it was just the fog being a fraud. She spoke razor and made him dream of it all, dank in his vein, leaving him to fiend for Her call. The sin in Her city he wanted to be Her Vegas, but She seemed apprehensive, too scared to bet on him, or maybe he wasn't worth the gamble to Her, or maybe She just wasn't a gambler. The dealer She is though so the decks in Her hands, it always is, and he's just a number seated in place, waiting to be dealt with, tapped on the shoulder and Knighted. Got lost in the steam of it all, didn't realize it was just the fog being a fraud though.