Imagination’s Coterie, A Touch Alarmed

It isn’t that they didn’t know the orange pen was magic – or that
behind the curtain of pelagic blue that certain seas of mystery
accrue it couldn’t conjure up a tragicomic aperçu or two.
Oh, they had summoned up more than a few. But nothing like this
shady and degraded lady ever dared before to barge so largely
and so rudely into view. What else would blunder through?








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