He hastens his pace but a little.
Passing apprehensive of coal-smouldering desire on the sudden leaping into fire.
What it might make of him at a very unfortuitous moment.
There on the unmapped borders of the pleasure concourse he slips into stillness, awaiting a disciple.
Still as statuary...
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