25
Jun

Tastes Like True Grit

“Illian Nikado?”

“Illian Nikado.”

The name swept over town. It was spoken with varying degrees of contempt, praise and curiosity; tossed lightly from one person to another, appearing at the start of a scornful growl only to disappear again at the tail-end of a besotted sigh.

Despite all of these different entangled opinions, however, one might very well be able to find a common thread underlying it all given a close enough look.

Closer.

Closer.

There.