Don’t touch anything

An Espresso Tale By Accipiter G. Goshawk I’m back! 😉 The first detail they always noticed were the gloves. He had more than a thousand pairs, which he constantly paraded on his long spindly hands. Blue satin followed dark velvet, which in turn had taken the place of burgundy taffeta. Although they appeared delicate, these … Continue reading Don’t touch anything

World-moulder – Part II

An Espresso Tale By Accipiter G. Goshawk The story continues from where we left it in Part I… In the depths of the Building, the Inner Workings roiled and tumbled endlessly like an angry sea of fire. Realities jumped into existence only to be smashed a timeless fraction later by an expanding plain of nothingness. … Continue reading World-moulder – Part II