…The World According to Nirgal. That’s me by the way, Nirgal. Twenty percent papillon; seventy percent human; ten percent unknown. I have been described as,
He has an unfazed pair of eyes that wouldn’t raise much of an eyebrow to space machines landing.
He seemed to regard the unfolding [situation] with matter-of-factness, like a part of lifes great tapestry.
Not quite a giant, but something of a jolly beanstalk all the same with a frame that could probably withstand a pounding.
Always ready with a joke or turn-of-phrase, crude or polished, it made no difference to the Nirgster who emulated something of a cosmic, Monty Python-esque jester.
To be fair he’d only just met me, he’ll learn soon enough…
So, this shall be an account of travails and observations. It might not be pretty; could be a little esoteric; should be me.
It is all personal opinion and should not be regarded as absolute fact.
Mr Mears, what can I say? Well done
Go Nirgal, nice one fella. Have bookmarked it already:)
Esoteric and Metaphysical upon you Mr Nirg!
I will be watching this with an interest.
You’ll never quite be the Navigator, but possibly a Pathfinder in a fallen kinda-way.
Quite the wandering muse Nirgz…. well done in capturing the urban angst of the metropolis… i can smell the perspiration and the frantic( ness of it all ……and for thatreason i couldnt do it !!…..
quite the Jack kerouac in the making….youll be attending flop houses next ..purely for research …. !!! lol
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