Chapter 2 Enter Mrs. Macchiato https://tljohnson2028.substack.com/publish/home Maurice was comfortably past his twenties, though his precise age remained an elegant mystery, gently hinted at by subtle greys at his temples and a striking tuft of white nestled in his bangs. Each ivory strand whispered a story. And were one to listen attentively, each tale would unfold... Continue Reading →
Volume II – On the Nature of Names
The Alchemy of Ink and Words “The bravest part of any story is the moment you choose to enter.” https://tljohnson2028.substack.com/publish/home 🪶 What’s in a Name? In my last post, we met Maurice—the enigmatic matchmaker with a velvet coat, a fondness for misdirection, and a parrot who can sense true love. Originally, he was called Maurice Handsome Cicero—a... Continue Reading →
Love Birds
Chapter 1 The Matchmaker and the Parrot Maurice Heartman Cicero wore a small, dark mustache that curled like punctuation above his pointed goatee - an exclamation at the end of a carefully composed face. He was not born in a metropolis, nor had he spent more than a fortnight within its hallowed, hectic confines. In... Continue Reading →