Feb 12, 2010 | Post by: Devon Knight No Comments

Implode (My Brother’s Keeper)

 
Benjamin allowed his person to be intruded upon by the aromatic leather contours of the Mulberry Hnoss. The leather chaise longue and its multiple degrees of comfort provided ample support for his knackered, Herculean frame.

Maxwell stared at the gentleman’s hands.

Beaten.
Calloused.
Textured.
Skin, assaulted by the sun.
The scrapes.
The bruised blood vessels.
The epidermal layer, burned by the wind.

Where had they been?

“So, you married Claire.”

Maxwell returned to 88 Mercer Street.

“Last year. Small ceremony in Santorini.”

Benjamin, comfortably reclined, thought momentarily.

“Good. Good for you.”

Implode. Part VII – DK

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  • A NOTE ON IMPLODE

    With regard to <em>Implode</em>, certain details, locations, occurences, et al. may not resonate along your cerebral palate if read out of context. For this reason, it is recommended following the episodes in chronological order, as they appear, which requires a bit of time travel.

    The first experience occurs in January 2010 with <a href="http://vaionyva.com/2010/01/implode-the-birth-of-max-mulberry/">The Birth of Max Mulberry</a>.

    Thank you.
    Grazie.
    Merci.

    For allowing me to be apart of you,
    If only for a moment.

    - DK