SEX & DYSTOPIA (what more could a heart desire?!)
In a war-ravaged world, two passion-fueled lovers await their end of days.
There is a missing question mark in part of the dialogue in chapter two, but I can't be arsed to upload a whole new chapter just because of a missing ?
You'll just have to live with it, dear reader.
Onwards and upwards...
Rose English and Ernest Goodfellow must keep the human race alive, but can even their undying passion possibly survive "against all odds" in a world where "love" has become just another four letter word?
Read on, dear heart, read on:
Ernest lit his pipe with a Swan and sucked in a mouthful of Old Stokey's Rum and Raisin. 'The ''silver bells'' were thumbscrews which crushed a fellow's thumb between two hard surfaces tightened together by way of a screw, whilst the ''cockleshells'' were a similar instrument of torture which were attached to the genitals.'
'Bollocks!'
'No, my love, it's entirely true, I assure you. The "Maids" were guillotines.'
'Viva les tricoteuses.'
'Viva les bians, from where I'm sitting,' suggested Ernest.
Rose English raised an eyebrow. 'Really, Ernest; you are incorrigible. And besides... chance would be a fine thing, eh?!'