MINGO

I’m a fan of video games as well as a writer: “He felt the soft haunting of the animal slaves dodging about the residence like neshobas, fingering candlestick rings, the crowns- pinpoint flower buds of light almost hidden in the layered darkness therein, like lazy fireflies maundering along the night prairie.
The glow that was given so indirectly lit the interior that from the wind worn roofless tunnels that are the Philadelphia streets, both the drunken and fervent passersby would imagine the worst to reside within: some society of ill-intentioned doom bringers or a nest of terribly evolved rats plotting to expand its burrow.”