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Bleak ProspectBleak ProspectBleak Prospect by Michel-le-fou
A Tale of the Coming Apocalypse
Chapter One. The Visit
One mid-afternoon in Washington, District of Columbia, at the famous Smithsonian Institute, while Clifford and Puabi Rogers were organizing data in Clifford’s office, they received a sudden and unexpected visit from their aide de camp Monica Campbell1. Monica Campbell carried a well-stuffed shoulder bag and announced at the gate that she needed urgently to see Clifford Rogers. The watchman admitted her immediately and someone met her at the door and brought her to Clifford Rogers’ office. In the beginning, they all were happy to meet each other again after their last caper2. Monica Campbell asked them about their health as a good friend.
“Hello, Mister Rogers!”
“Hello, Miss Campbell. What a pleasure to meet you again.”
“Indeed. How is your health, lately?”
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Forgive MeI'm sorry that I lied,
I know I hurt your feelings
That's why I cried.
I know it's something
We can't simply brush aside;
I hope the trust you had in me
I don't know why I couldn't tell you;
You're the person
I've always looked up to,
I should have looked at it
from your point of view;
I completely understand if you don't
trust me as much as you used to.
I wish you hadn't found out that way,
I know from now on,
You'll have doubt
In everything I say;
From this point on,
I'll ask for your forgiveness every day.
The Imprisoned Angel AffairThe Japanese prison was a bleak place, thought Napoleon Solo, as he was led to the visiting area. While lacking some of the violence and disorder of American jails, it kept its inmates in a regime of firm and unbending discipline, offering only the most basic and minimal comforts.
The prisoner approached.
Angelique La Chien.
Angelique looked a far cry from the glamorous THRUSH agent that Napoleon had known. Her stylish outfits had been replaced by a grey prison smock. Her platinum blond hair had largely grown out, revealing a duller dark blonde tone. Napoleon had never seen Angelique without makeup... apart from the time when they had woken up in bed together in Italy.
"Napoleon! How could you let them send me here? This place is terrible. You have no idea what it's like for a girl to be sent to a miserable place like this," snapped the angry THRUSH agent in her distinctive Anglo-French accent.
"You killed an UNCLE agent. He was one of the best men we had working in Japan. UNCLE was no
I have been writing since secondary school where I began to receive recognition for my fiction as class assignments. In university I was a section editor for the school newspaper and continued writing stories and poetry as well as news articles and editorials. I received several awards. I received my Bachelor of Arts in English Literature from a good university and went abroad, to teach ESL to support my interests, [Writers never earn enough by writing!] I earned good pay and recognition for my skill in teaching too. Recently, I edited and wrote several dissertations. The students I wrote for passed viva voce and got degrees. |
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