AT THE WATERING CLUB_THE BLOODY LAMB_"An opening in the male butterfly's house"_A Matt
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AT THE WATERING CLUB
AT THE WATERING CLUB The club, four rooms in all, three of which could be accessed even by people who were not members of the club, was located on the third floor on an old building, a building with stone stairs and no lift, that stood on one side of the largest square of the city. So that, like the palace ( building) that club, very original, and almost innovative, came to be right in front of what was known as the most infamous bar in the city. This bar, the Richard bar, was frequented not only by petty criminals , but also by highly respected exponents of organized crime who, of cour...
THE BLOODY LAMB
THE BLOODY LAMB After the succulent appetizers, after the first, tortellini in broth, the highlight of the lunch would be the LAMB. Fried lamb would be served, but also stewed lamb, and roast lamb too. They would eat lamb as they always did at the great Easter lunch, to which there were present aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews, children of cousins, of nephews…. Eating lamb at the Easter lunch was a tradition to which her family, her relatives would never give up. Since years she had refused to eat lamb, even thought she had not become a vegetarian. It had been since she had seen a skinned lamb...
"An opening in the male butterfly's house"
There was once a male butterfly who decided to make a house. He made it and finished it after a while, but he didn't leave a single opening on it, and the light couldn't get inside. The house was filled with soft flowers and as such was very comfortable and fragrant, but that butterfly felt neither comfort nor smell. He lived like that in that house, in complete darkness and discomfort. One day, while flying around a flowery area with his friend, he sees a small femawww.onedoor.ccle butterfly. He went back to the same place for a few days and always noticed that little female butterfly standing on one and ...
A Matter of Life or Death
Margot thought about her grandmother as the boat rocked from side to side over the river. She thought about the lie she had told her when she left. “I’m just going to visit Leah.”She hoped she would make it back home before the sun rose. “Thanks.” She told the oarmaster as she climbed out. He nodded as silent as he had been during the ride. He pushed off the shore and disappeared over the water. Blue grass crunched beneath Margot’s feet. She glanced to her left, then to her right. The witch had told her she would need to find Death’s castle, but there was nothing but hills on this side of the...