The Scene: Morning

The sun shines across the defeated skies.
The birds chirp and the hawks fly.
Oh Great Spirit, bless me with love and devotion.
To the Ranch I shall go….

Afternoon:

Coming down from the lows.
Feeling the morning rush
It's a feeling one can't describe
A sort of natural high…

Late Afternoon:

"Take your pick", says the pig.
Entering, receiving, heart abounding in fear and bewilderment.
"You came here for a reason".
"Pick your lady and start your abolishing treason."

The sun is beginning to set.
Over the west as it has for time immemorial.
Ako Castle has fallen, Iga province is destroyed.
It's heard these words for quite some time…

Walking further into despair; the bar was receiving.
There are many here at this procession.
Mexican, Japanese, Italian.
Wait, it was her; Carmella, a fantasy.
The Great Spirit received her to me in countless dreams.

Evening:

A sultry fire, a passion like no other.
She smiled with much fervor.
Her dark black hair, in a style similar to Laura's.
She could be considered Count Karnstein's true daughter…

Approaching the bar, I became mesmerized.
I said, "My Italian, are you the reincarnation of a countess?"
Smiling she said, "Maybe, but aren't you here for pleasure?"
"Yes and I'm here because of you."

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