Saturday 20 February 2021

Crime never pays. By Rhodry




Jeremy sorta of antique bookseller or sorts. He was good, really good at it. But wanted that rare find, that would made him, well-known in the antiques world.

But he want that special find, something really special.
But he's not willing pay for it. He willing cheat, lie, or say its old, not special.
Then found a rare copy of the Wizard Of Oz. In place out of the ordinary. In a house that was seen better days. They wanted to see what of value.
He told it was a second copy of it. Thou it was old but not truly rare. So it could have some minor value.
So he pay they them , that far, far less of what its worth.
He tricky them, he got, a rare find. A special find. And he got away with it.
Has checked in new ill gotten gain .
He was thinking of what to do with it. Who would paid, awful lot of money for the original copy of them.
He was checking it out. to be sure. Of the quality of it was excellent.
When he check it out. Again he fell and again.
He dream a strange dream. He was walking in a field , then he saw a grove of trees. And a hole in a hill.
He enter the hole, then when he exited the other end of it.
Then he saw a small pond. And saw reflection. It wasn't him.
If that was the correct words, to said. He looked like a girl in a old-fashion dress. He ever sounded like one.
Then he heard voice, in the trees.
Welcome, welcome Dorothy, welcome to Oz.
Who , are you. Where are you.
Then a figure started to appear, it looked like a large cat with a human like face it could talk.
Who, what are you.
Just to say that your not in Kansas anymore.

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