Agent Lee, provided with the best cover, tailed the trade and talent in Agartha on the look-out for the word on Al the Angle. What was on the agenda today? Everyone has an agenda, naturally enough, and the Angle had the poise to exploit any number of situations to his advantage. The various reports circulating of the Angle moving his operations to Agartha was of the gravest concern to the controlling authorities and the forces they in turn answered to.
If the intelligence was to be believed somewhere in this twilight territory where reality itself appeared porous, the Angle had set up base, undoubtedly co-ordinating and triangulating, in an calculated effort to bisect previously untouched zones and sectors, to expand his sphere of influence. Agent Lee was the obvious choice to go under in this underworld, fading to grey to the point of invisibility. Besides he was the kind of talker that got others to talk while never giving anything away himself. He had that talent, though he had other gifts even more highly prized by the controlling authorities.
But where in this city, with its warren of streets and rapidly changing intersections, which no map could ever capture or even begin to convey the complexity of, was the Angle hiding? Traditional enquiries only lead to suburban cul-de-sacs or dangerous dead-ends. However Agent Lee had other methods at his disposal, methods only to be in the event of extreme emergency. After rolling the dice and shuffling the pack Agent Lee was persuaded that now was such a time. He set off to the Cafe Rouge et Noir on the corner of Fascination and Oblivion Streets where he was going to meet, by chance of course, a women with a violetly vivid aura. She would have the skinny on the Angle, now going under Alabama Al, though he wasn’t American. He would have to approach obliquely.
Curiosity piqued! What happens next? I love your descriptions.
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Who knows what happens next? This is really a case of channeling…
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Well channel some more.
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But it might be the Ingenue or the Melancholy Lieutenant next
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Whoever’s speaking to you… but really this is good. I hope you develop it further
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I hope so too
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This is great – fabulous references to all things geometric (with a slice of probability thrown in for good measure!). A really enjoyable read.
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Thank you…this is something a little different, though it is interlinked in a way to other short pieces that I have written lately. Not sure were they are all going, if anywhere, but I am sitting back and enjoying the ride.
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A lot of puns and suggestions, not sure I got them all, haha! Great read, anyway. [**]
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Thank you very much. Yes there are a lot of puns, suggestions and allusions, some very obscure and known only to myself. I can be quite hermetic at the best of times (this story is me being approachable) but I am glad that you enjoyed it.
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Clever Cake indeed, always ready to confuse as well as challenge your readers.
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Would I do such a thing… you must think I wicked.
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Hmm, hu, what do you expect me to answer now…
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Well of course I am not wicked… or am I?
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Only in a good way, I dare to say.
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Of course I am an angel.
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Right!
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You know it!
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Intriguing and well done Noir, my favorite genre.
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Thank you, one of my favourites as well. I am all over the shop lately.
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