Pyrotechnical Manual
by Lara Bee
Epilogue to " Incendo Glacialis"


„Mal?"

„Hm?"

"'Bout that firecracker…?

"Yes?"

"'T was kinda … unsatisfying."

"Oh?"

"Yeah … I mean … short fuse, not very explosive. And the firework

itself – somehow I missed the sparkle …"

"What are you attempting to suggest?"

"Hell, Malcolm, here I thought you could do better."

"Seems to me you're responsible for that."

"Uh? I am?"

"Entirely."

"By doin' what?"

"Providing me with  - pyrotechnics …"

"Never been one to run from duty … "

"Trip … I … what are you … doi …  "

"Settin' somethin' on fire?"

" … oh god ... yesss ..."
 

~ fini ~