The Birdland Symphony

Chapter I: The Caffiene Express
Burroughs in Interzone

She drinks another cup of kohii, and slowly sinks down the rabbithole into the city of blue-diamond dreams. Jazz pours softly from every corner of the long main street, sweet and thick like molasses. Down the road to the east --as if 'east' had meaning here-- she sees peaceful Quiddity, the sea of dreams. To the west of the narrow neck lies the Tempest Sea, what brings the chaos and nightmares its name implies. Satisfied that all is as it should be, she slithers down the street, her blue-green dress throwing shimmers at the lounging shadows. The night is young, and the Strip is long...
 

Chapter II:The Rose

Roses Are Red...by Sophia

Beneath the cool, blue glow of the flickering streetlights, there was an unearthly light to her. He gazed out aross the dimly glittering pavement at her, and she shimmered in his eyes like sparks on glimmerglass. He vowed to meet her, but the method percolating through his mind brewed too slowly and dripped too quickly for him to catch it in his empty hands. He set a cracked cup beneath his brainstem, dropped a blood-dewed rose in her path and sat down to await the java dreams are made of.
 

Chapter III: Song Before Shame
metapoor...by Puck, IZMM

Sipping the steaming espresso of his plans, he phoned the owner of the Silver Aspen and agreed cautiously to sing that night. The owner grew dizzy as waves of disbelief rolled relentlessly over him --the boy had always been painfully shy and stolidly reluctand to share his talentedly mellifluous voice with the vicious and unrepentant world at large, or at least with this small wedge betwixt the seas. Tonight, the owner knew, the boy would sing the Selkie from the seas.
 

Chapter IV:  The  Devil  in  Red
Zachary...by Sophia

Chapter IV remains as of yet unwritten. Updates should follow soon.

Street Exit

Saint Sophia, 1999