http://slow.writerscafe.org/john_hill1000 The original writings of author John A. Hill en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031266 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Arthur’s End "Well now, isn’t that interesting." the man said. I didn’t answer him; I wasn’t here to play guessing games on who was on the phone. I knew it was Arthur, he knew I knew that. So I stood there quietly waiting for him to speak. "My name is Samson. You, no do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/john_hill1000/976534/ Penelope, Arthur and the Brotherhood I place the phone in my back under my armor without taking my eyes off the unknown vampire. I could hear Anne coming over the fence behind me. I didn’t turn; I just hoped Anne would be a little more cautious. "You speak Latin." "Yes." "Do you prefer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/john_hill1000/976533/ The Emperor I knew it was only a matter of time before his Majesty sent for me. 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