Second draught of the barrel
Riding the Dragon
Chapter II
Tasked by the demon to continue, what is the writer to do… does he permit his reason to intercede on his behalf and fabricate, or does he delve deeper beneath the skirts of his muse and let the demon get on with its job?
I tend towards the latter, always have done and always shall. It is simply my way, my tao.
As such, I shall let the demon get on with its job, whilst I do what I do best; explore the more intimate garments of a ladies apparel.
The Cage Crinoline…
The wolf nosed the trap, the cloven hoof concealed ‘neath drew it onwards… the scent of metal sweat dripped with fleshly confinements…
The wolf sniffed the air… growled… its head leaning, turning, ever so subtle… risen maw snarled…
Meanwhile, the demon flicked through the rolodex… flick… flick… flick…
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© David Blank 2010
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