Of distinguished proportions. Another monsieur enters, And contaminates the rhapsody Of gleaming eyes of which the pupils were dancing right and left. All pupils now being transfixed infectiously at the new stranger. Of devastatingly final looks and hand movements. Monsieur number three Withdraws machine gun number three And fires in threes.
Action ceases to flow.
All movements seem to be in slow motion as glasses break, skins break and bullets attempt penetration into every square inch and cubic centimetre. It cannot be possible. But as it is anyway. We'll find monsieur number three Three reasons not to break people. Jump to bookstore Jump to search portal Home .