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A Game of Ambition, Part III
The day arrived when his schemes grew too wide,
No rug left to sweep his sins inside;
From court to cottage, the rumours flew,
And whispers sharpened as people knew.
In hurried disguises, he fled each town,
His silk robe traded for tattered brown;
Yet sharp-eyed hunters, swift and keen,
Followed his trail through valleys unseen.
Once hailed as a genius, an icon of...
Thursday 31st October 2024 7:47 pm
A Game of Ambition, Part I
Part I
Ogilvy Icarus, clever and bold,
Stepped from the crowd with a smirk that told,
Not of his name or humble descent,
But of the games his quick wits had spent.
Through parlours of gentry, grand halls and din,
He courted the trust of each next-of-kin;
With glances and nods, a master at play,
He’d empty their coffers and slink away.
To him, the world was a fi...
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