The BLTS Archive - Touche Two
by Cavalaxis (cavalaxis@hotmail.com)

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Madness: afflicted with a high degree of intellectual independence.

Ambrose Bierce, the Devil's Dictionary
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Gazing into the fish eye lens, reflecting the expanse of space,
poisonous spines wavering.  A mad kind of beauty.  The memory of a
holodeck dance, the ringing of steel, the rising wind of electricity.
The hornet's sting darting towards his heart, a parry, a riposte.
"Touche'."  A wager lost, most tenderly.  Surrender to an unknown
fate.  In defeat, victory.  A location, a time.  A room lit by flame,
repast for two, a flute.  An embrace, another brief struggle - this
one not so fierce.  Another surrender, this time not his own.  In
victory, surrender.  Only a memory.  Until the next match.

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The End