Power and Glory

Snot-nosed kids taking the wheel.  There is no left or right.  Come about to your heading dammit magnetic compasses are useless aboard the Dart.  Your eyes are no good.  Everybody wants to own a masterpiece.  Nobody wants to make one.  But you are not flying blind.  Touch the artifact and what do you see.  The point between your eyes is the exact center of a big globe the size of the moon.  It can be blinding white or black as coal.  What do you see.  You are touching no bone of a saint.  I got the wrong John Pemberton years ago and this is where Dart took me.  Mind your speed.  Ha.  That is the most difficult- you must see the surface… but then the surface can see you. 

Retiring to his cabin the first night, Karl searched the area for writing materials. There were several pieces of embossed stationery, two envelopes, two post cards and a fountain pen with a small vial of ink in a drawer in a bedside table. Karl seated himself with the pen, ink and one piece of the stationery and began to write. Whatever he wrote to her, it wouldn’t actually be headed in her direction until they reached Liverpool. Sealing the unaddressed envelope, he could always reopen and edit his writings at any time prior to reaching England. Karl always left room for alteration. He considered it to be perfecting. When finished, he retired to the bed almost immediately. Any unsolicited knock on his cabin door he left unanswered. There was no reason he could assign toward one.

The Piccirilli family took over the city’s marble. With the growing neighborhood division, Albert saw less actual products than he did money…. moved as tariffs, gambling, alcohol and loose women, most of which angered Albert. Dealings that involved such things were asked for from his organizations, not imposed by them. And his people had to constantly be aware of the parameters for operation. It was extremely important for now, but the future held much promise for bloodshed. Albert was happy that it would, more than likely, be only a matter of days before Henry would be out of their lives forever. And he no longer needed Henry to deposit funds to his accounts. After Karl disappeared, Daisy would have no way of connecting anyone stateside to Henry’s demise. Life would be much less complicated indeed.  

Lincoln got our letters ok- and if he answered who can say.  The bells down below have a mind of their own.  Guggenheim came over the same time I did.  Don’t know if he was a 48er or not- but he was a miner for sure.  Watch your altitude.  It is easier above trees.  I spent my youth learning trees like you learned textiles.  You have enough power for a day- maybe two- and then the Dart must sleep… just like we do because she gathers energy like a tree.  Needles and cones or leaves and seeds are hard to see at altitude.  Buddie Candler is about your age…  but you still fly like old people fuck. He likes to shoot animals and he likes airplanes.  Your altitude control is perfect!  We will make a sailor of you yet.  He knows close magic and illusion.Exercise extreme caution.  When you go 4d remember the Dart has eggs… and a dragon seldom misses.