Franklyn de Gashe – a walk in the park
He’s a time-travelling, serial-killing poet and gentleman. In this charming tale of elephantine-auto-mobile development he finds himself in need of a tonic. A gentle stroll through the parklands of London will surely suffice to relax the skull after a night of severe indulgence.
A wondrous expanse of baise green beneath the smoggy sky. My mount picked up speed as it relished the grass between its skeletal toes. With my peasant-beating spear I directed my chair towards a certain copse in whose leafy shade I was confident of finding gentlemanly diversion.
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