The Silence & The Howl (§.26)

§.26 The four conversants sat in the far right corner of the cafe, the mechanical whirring of the fan and the clinking of cups, paper and plastic, and the skidding of heeled-polymer upon the linoleum floor, the only sounds, save the occassional puff of a cigarette or cigar. With a broad smile, La'Far broke the… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl (§.26)