I sat in the dark room, thinking that I was alone and waiting for the master. Lo and behold, his hand slipped into mine. Before I could react, his deep sullen voice echoed softly into my ear, “Take this. It is what you are asking for.” A tiny scroll was conveniently placed on my hand. He disappeared a fraction of a second later.
I stepped out of the room and unrolled the scroll.
The Great Wealth Recipe
The haima of cockerel
On the countenance of slumber
Is like a Mona Lisa
To the imp of prosperity
Fortitude is the key
In the wait of the ghoul
For the juice shall be savoured
And the glorious riches shall be served
I smiled.
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