Alice

You know how I post more when I’m procrastinating? Yeah.

This is a sample from something I’ll be working on in the future. Possibly the distant future. I don’t know.  But it’s a fairytale about an underground crime ring. Maybe two. Maybe steampunk. (I haven’t figured most of this out yet. This is really all I have written so far, plus a description of a midget.) Hope you enjoy…

“‘Thieves! Ruffians! Rogues!’ The woman screamed in a high-pitched voice, but it was too late: they were already invisible among the London shadows. A mocking voice whispered ‘thieves! ruffians! rogues, oh my!’ and the chant was picked up by others, echoing from mouth to mouth and against the sides of the alleys.
‘thieves! ruffians! rogues, oh my!
thieves, ruffians, rogues, oh my!
THIEVES, RUFFIANS, ROGUES, OH MY!’
The chorus sounded like a wave, like a rushing wind as it blew across London.  Dogs barked, bankers flinched, policemen blew their whistles and threw their cars into gear but all they found were echoes, laughing at them.  The thieves, ruffians, and rogues were long, long gone.

P.S. I retain complete and utter creative control over the above passage and in other words I had better not catch it in somebody else’s book … or else.

P.P.S. I love you all.