Can't read enough Russian to know who to credit, but it comes from here.

Hands & eyes... endlessly fascinating for me.

Nicoletta Ceccoli


I've become bored of the low hanging fruit, I'll be foraging further afield from now on - which should mean more posts.

Arranged passage upon The Pearl Of Scandinavia, a sturdy looking vessel. The trip North over the Baltic was a rough passage, I suspected his hand once again but the conditions were insignificant compared to my first pursuit of him all those years ago across The Sound Of Mull.
Arrived in Oslo and picked up the message left for me at my lodgings - he had been sighted in the park of grotesque statues near the pillar of intertwined bodies. I made haste across town but found no sign of him there. Retired to my lodgings exhausted. Made enquiries with my contacts but he had moved on, slipped off in the night destination unknown. I made arrangements to return home at a loss for what else to do.
On return home found a scrawled note thrust under my door London! The fiend was seen on High Holburn. What are his plans! I scour the street and the surrounds but see no sign, no sign at all.