Monthly Archives: February 2015

The Antidote of Sadism

“The grey, threatening sky had turned black by now. It was a swollen mass of inky clouds, heavy with the thunder, lightning and rain which so often come in the course of an English summer to remind the island race … Continue reading

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My Regression Story: Finale

No matter how we scrubbed the wood the smell of death remained For once the slaves had put ashore the ship was truly stained. Loading then we set our backs with spice and goods of trade And within the week … Continue reading

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