Huh? Not making any sense? Because of the nature of these little flash fiction vignettes, I thought it would be helpful to index previous back stories and journal entries. Although Artiste’s tales are non-linear, it can help to read some pages in groups by threads of associated content. Of course you could just read them randomly, and trust that it will all come together at some point.

The beginning back story is always a great place to start:
• The Artiste Gullible back story

For this particular installment it also may help to read: (Something random?)

↓ Transcript
[image] A portrait of a girl with tussled hair, goggles, and a steam tank on her belt. She has a tattoo and is looking towards the viewer. Over her shoulder there is a tree and in the distance a couple of small buildings.

[text] Perhaps it was the steam rising from her utility belt like snakes from a demon. Perhaps it was her shock of magenta hair that spiked in a dozen different directions. It may have been that her bosom was trussed-up like a turkey causing less than pure thoughts from the men, and envy from the woman. It may have simply been that she wore pants.

For whatever reason, She was bound, and gagged, and thrust into the storage room of the small Plymouth community house accused of witchcraft. Her name was Ginger, and her eyes widened when I slipped in the back door and freed her from her bonds, along with a few of the fledgling colony’s food stores.

We retreated to a small bluff overlooking the scene; watching the tableau of Pilgrims, and Wampanoag unfold before us.

“Thank you.” She said as she leaned over, and kissed me on the cheek. It was a true sign of gratitude on a day
dedicated to such things.

I waved my hand nonchalantly as if to say it was nothing, thinking to myself; I was headed for the store house to acquire dinner. To find desert sitting there as well, was just a fortuitous gratuity.