Rising early as I always do, I look outside the window. It was a cool day by US standards. Maybe it was warmer to the locals here in the UK, but not the weater I would prefer to be outside in. Getting dressed I wander to the kitchen, wondering if I can find some American style coffee to make. It is a nice house, and I could get used to this. Even as a "guest" here as I was. Protective custody just plain sucked. Now, I wish I had never learned the things I did, and no one would need me for information. But, the activity needed to come out. Iran had to be stopped. I only wonder if my gover… 続きを読む

Rising early as I always do, I look outside the window. It was a cool day by US standards. Maybe it was warmer to the locals here in the UK, but not the weater I would prefer to be outside in. Getting dressed I wander to the kitchen, wondering if I can find some American style coffee to make. It is a nice house, and I could get used to this. Even as a "guest" here as I was. Protective custody just plain sucked. Now, I wish I had never learned the things I did, and no one would need me for information. But, the activity needed to come out. Iran had to be stopped. I only wonder if my gover… 続きを読む

The night was dark, as it always seemed to be when she was hungry. For 300 years it had been this way. feeding, then a few days of relative quiet, before the hunger came upon her again. She was aware of some like her, who fed every night, more for the pleasure of the chase than anything else. But Sue, did not. She had never like killing for food. She did not see the need, to end a life, just to satisfy a thirt. But, the thirst, the hunger was back tonight. Back very strongly. She would have to feed before the sun rose in the morning, or she might not be able to control her need the next evenin… 続きを読む