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Il Dottore

Il Dottore never changed. Il Dottore always strode into the amphitheater, dusty black robes swirling about him, never looking to right or left. He landed at the lectern like a swooping hawk, turned piercing eyes to survey the students seated in the tiers. Il Dottore commanded silence with that glare and not one of the […]

Ugly Fruit

Eward Sullivan was dying. “Isn’t there an herb?” asked Inga, his wife. “I’ve still got the silver chalice from my dowry. Money won’t be a problem.” “No,” the grim faced valley physician told her over Eward’s head, as though he weren’t right there listening. “His heart’s just bad.” “Nothing bad about my Eward’s heart,” she […]