RURALPARADIS

HOPELESSNESS I felt something. It's as if a thousand voices screamed out in desperation; Wanting to woo a fair mate, only to fade away. That's what I feel when I look at you. Yes, the woman over there, The one back at the gas station, The one I sat next to on a bus. All those times I could've said; "Hello! You look ravishing. SIMPLY ravishing. How's about you and I Touch the sky? Ain't it fly? I'd come by! We could try Sex while high? Show me some thigh! I could buy Fine Scotch and Rye! Please don't cry! Tell me why! Heavy sighs From nigh. I guess It's my Goodbye!" No. It'll never happen. Forever alone to walk this dying earth. All without a

CHAPTER ONE Jeff Crimson sat at an empty booth in a somewhat busy bar. He stroked his tail while waiting for a waitress. The piano was always open for everyone to play, especially Jeff, but he wasn’t feeling up to it tonight. He would usually come alone and order a quick drink or two, then leave and go on with his usual routines. There were times where he would be visited by someone who would often pay him to help them with their “problems.” Today happened to be one of those… nights. An orange-coloured fox entered the bar wearing a strapless red dress and holding some kind of dossier. She caused quite a commotion at