5Jun/100
No Escape
The baker’s eyes narrowed as he examined the stranger in the flickering candle-light. It was almost five o’clock, closing time, and this man would be the last customer of the day. He had an average build and height, but wore a hooded cloak which cast a shadow across his face. He also wore an eye-patch over his left eye, which made the baker nervous.
10Oct/081
Tayto
“So, um, where did you get the name Tayto?”
It was the question they always asked. Not right after you met them, but after a while. Eventually there’d be a gap in the conversation, the club's music would be between songs, and they’d throw it out there. It had taken this girl about five minutes.