He wears English Leather. It is an old man’s cologne, but on him the scent is so distracting. He is quiet and unassuming, but I would not call him shy. I feel his eyes upon me when he believes me unaware. He will not approach me for I am his benefactor- a free education and […]

Posted on February 27th, 2006 by Zsallia
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God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty. (First Corinthians, 1:27) Ostia, circa 115 BCE Dawn was more than an hour past as I made my way to the fish market?our brothel had […]

Posted on February 21st, 2006 by Zsallia
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Pennsylvania, April, 2005 CE She wasn’t looking at me, but was sitting back in her chair with her hands clasped behind her head and her bare feet up on the coffee table, staring out the window. I turned her words over and over in my head, but there simply wasn’t any way to avoid what […]

Posted on February 13th, 2006 by Zsallia
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Rufus’s suicide and the open gloating of his wife and cousin had been bitter to endure, but that was merely the beginning. The next morning Vipsania had taunted me before the household, daring me to act, to prove I was divine and undo the acts she had set in motion; and I had been powerless, […]

Posted on February 8th, 2006 by Zsallia
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