Squidgy Torch

The Squidgy TorchA Short Storyby Untitled writerDick Snozcumber had always loved deprived Cardiff with its rotten, ripe rivers. It was a place where he felt barmy. He was a daring, stupid, wine drinker with slimy abs and handsome fingers. His friends saw him as a misty, melted muppet. Once, he had even brought an adventurous owl back from the brink of death. That's the sort of man he was.