The Chronicles of Anna Magdalena Bach<\/b><\/p>\n
On the 28th<\/sup> of June 2008 (2) Violet Few was walking through St James\u2019s Park. She was returning home from the cinema where she had watched The Chronicle of Anna Magdalena Bach <\/i>for the third time. It was a film that she loved and when it was showing she would go to the cinema to see it again. Her friends mocked her but it was an indulgence that she liked and to see the film always made her feel very happy<\/p>\n She did not see the man sitting on the seat at first and almost stumbled over the ducks he was feeding<\/p>\n The man was tall with cropped hair, he wore a well-worn boiler suit and was handsome in a tired way and possessed a slenderness which Violet instantly thought betrayed a robust constitution<\/p>\n A dialogue commenced<\/p>\n \u201cI see you have a white shirt in your bag may I have it?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhy\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBecause I am a Time Traveller\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIf you are a Time Traveller where is your ship?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou are standing on it\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet looked around her station slightly confused<\/p>\n The stranger with an elaborate gesture indicated the area around himself<\/p>\n \u201cThe park is your ship?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat is true\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n It was then that Violet noticed the body of a man quite dead pinned to a large tree by a sturdy sword. For an instant she stepped back and then regained her composure<\/p>\n \u201cWas this your doing time traveller?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHe asked for alms with violence in his voice and produced a dagger so I ran him through as a warning to others. They come off the ships at the docks and mock the innocence of the citizens who stroll through this park\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThey may do but you cannot kill every potential mugger who approaches you. The police take a very dim view of this type of behaviour\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n As she finished her sentence Violet heard the wail of police sirens and in the distance and in the corner of her vision she saw the flashing blue lights of a number of police cars<\/p>\n \u201cWe will need to make ourselves scare otherwise there will be hell to pay\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n The stranger slowly raised his hands and for the shadow of a moment everything around Violet was a vivid red<\/p>\n Johnny Radiance and Violet Few <\/b><\/p>\n When Violet regained her senses she found herself staring at the sea. She was sitting in a seafront shelter above the Margate Sands which she recognised from her childhood<\/p>\n This was the edge of England<\/p>\n Neither she nor the stranger said anything apart from wishing to a kindly gentleman in a bowler hat the time of day as he passed the shelter<\/p>\n Exile beckoned<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is your name?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cJohnny Radiance\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWell Johnny Radiance do you realise we are on the run\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI do\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat is the date Johnny Radiance?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThe 28th<\/sup> of June 2008 (3)\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo we have not travelled in time but just in miles\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat sometimes happens\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI thought you possessed a time machine\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI cannot control it; it is controlled at time by greater forces\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAre you hungry?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI am\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen I shall get some food, I was paid today so there is enough money to eat at least\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cMay I have your white shirt?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n It was then that Violet realised that she had left her bag in the park. Although she kept her valuables close to her person there was enough in the bag to identify her<\/p>\n \u201cI have left my bag in the park\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat is a pity, I liked the shirt, and it was perfect for what I had in mind\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat did you have in mind Johnny Radiance?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI was going to write a poem on it\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cOn my white shirt\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cDo you often ask strange girls for their spare clothing so you can write your poetry on the items?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes quite frequently, sometimes on their clothes, sometimes on their person\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet did not hear Johnny\u2019s reply as a police car with its sirens wailing and lights blazing passed at high speed towards Cliftonville<\/p>\n \u201cI am going to get us some food so stay here and do not do anything. Have you any more weapons?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI have a dagger\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen give it to me I do not want you stabbing anybody who looks the least bit foreign\u201d\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n Johnny handed Violet a small but elaborate dagger. It was beautiful weapon with the initials JW engraved on the blade<\/p>\n \u201cI shall look at the fine light\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAs you will, please just stay her, I will not be long and for goodness sake do not get into a fight\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cMargate seems a peaceful place\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt has its moments\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHave you killed before?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNot often\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHow often is not often?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cLess than half a dozen times but mostly in sword fights and duels\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI thought I might be travelling with a serial killer\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI only kill to defend myself and would never hurt a lady be she a countess or a whore\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWell that is nice to know, now we have cleared that up what food would you like?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAnything of a meat variety, perhaps venison or a rabbit, but not fish I do not like fish at all\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat helps enormously we are in Margate but you do not like fish and I do not think the burger bars will serving venison tonight\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cPlease choose for me, but not fish\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet and Johnny smiled at each other as she left walking in the general direction of the town. She passed the derelict Dreamland and looked towards the fine Victorian clock. Another police car passed by with its lights blazing. This unnerved Violet although deep down she found being on the run quite exciting<\/p>\n As she was making her way towards the burger bar the kindly gentleman in a bowler hat stopped her<\/p>\n \u201cI think that you might want to read this my dear\u201d\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n He handed Violet a copy of the London Evening Standard. The headlines screamed at her<\/p>\n Romanian Beggar Slain With Antique Sword in St James\u2019s Park<\/em> <\/i><\/b><\/p>\n A thirty-two year old Romanian beggar was murdered in broad daylight in St James\u2019s Park this afternoon. An unusual feature of the killing was that the unfortunate was killed with a rare antique sword thought to have value of \u00a310,000 upwards.<\/i><\/p>\n Police are keen to speak to a couple who were seen in the vicinity at the time of the killing. The man was aged about thirty of slender build and was about six feet tall. He was wearing a boiler suit and had closely cropped hair <\/i><\/p>\n The woman was of an undetermined age and was wearing a violet dress with a grey sash. She had blonde hair and was carrying a grey clutch bag<\/i><\/p>\n Unnamed sources believe that the woman in question is a Violet Malet Few (28) from Ealing who was until recently employed as a researcher with a large multi-national company. She was reported as having entered a cinema in Oxford Street which was showing The Chronicle of Anna Magdalena Bach but has not been seen since. There is no such intelligence about the man.<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cOh fuck, of fuck, oh fuck\u201d <\/i>Violet said suddenly realising that she was standing next to the kindly gentleman in a bowler hat<\/p>\n \u201cOh I am so sorry you must think me so common\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cDo not worry my dear, do buy your companion who I know very well a change of clothing and if I was you I would change out of your conspicuous dress\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n The kindly gentleman in a bowler hat then handed Violet one hundred pounds<\/p>\n \u201cI cannot take that from you sir\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cPlease do as you are doing a great service to literature\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cPlease explain\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI will in time my dear but I have a train to catch to London\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat is your name?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cEliot just Eliot\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n The kindly gentleman in a bowler hat then with a knowing smile turned towards the railway station<\/p>\n For the next hour Violet trawled the shops in Margate to look for suitable clothing for Johnny Radiance <\/i>and herself. F<\/i>inally she found a retro shop which had a non-descript hippy smock that suited her. She wanted to be as far away as the girl in a violet dress as possible<\/p>\n Johnny Radiance was more difficult as she did not really know his size. She settled for buying him a pair a jeans and a black tee shirt hoping that they would just blend in with the others in Margate<\/p>\n As she walked back to the seafront shelter she prayed that Johnny Radiance was still there and that he had not wandered off or worse still had got into an argument with one of the asylum seekers who still littered the town<\/p>\n Johnny Radiance had moved but was only sitting on the seafront wall looking out to sea. There were no signs that anyone had disturbed him and he looked pleased to see her as she crossed the busy road<\/p>\n As they shared burger and chips in the shelter Violet told him of the headlines in the newspaper and how they were being hunted by the police and how the police were aware of her name as she had left her bag behind<\/p>\n \u201cWe will need to find a hotel, just leave that to me and we will have to change out of our clothes as the authorities have a pretty good description of us\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBut the constables are constantly passing us by\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBut one Pc Plod is going to be in the wide awake club and will spot us. I have purchased some clothing so let us change here and find a hotel\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhy do we not change at the hotel?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBecause Mr and Mrs Smith will be wearing a boiler suit and a violet dress when they book in and if the receptionist has read the papers then they will contact the police\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n As Johnny Radiance removed his boiler suit Violet noticed that there was a large tattoo on his back which stretched down to his waistline. As the light was fading she could not make out the content although it looked to be a long poem<\/p>\n The jeans that Violet had purchased was a little long but all in all Johnny Radiance looked as she wanted him to look, inconspicuous. Trying not to attract attention she changed into her smock and was relieved when she was able to hide both her violet dress and Johnny\u2019s boiler suit in a carrier bag<\/p>\n As they walked along the promenade looking for a suitable hotel nobody paid them any attention which was what Violet wanted<\/p>\n Not far from the Victorian clock they found a small hotel which faced the bus station. They registered themselves as Mr and Mrs Stephen Leacock from Portsmouth who were visiting friends in the Kent area<\/p>\n They need not have worried have worried as the receptionist was more interested in herself than her visitors and Violet saw a copy a glossy magazine that she had been reading next to cup of coffee<\/p>\n They had been allocated room six on the top floor which suited Violet as she was able to see the street from the window. In her mind she made casual escape plans should the police come to the hotel<\/p>\n Violet made a cup of tea for Johnny and for herself and sat in the easy chair trying to take stock of what happened to her<\/p>\n After watching The Chronicle of Anna Magdalena Bach <\/i>she had met a stranger who had killed a beggar and had been whisked off in a time machine which resembled St James\u2019s Park and was now in Margate and at hotel and was being hunted by the police<\/p>\n Her train of thought was disturbed when Johnny Radiance removed his tee shirt and she again saw what she thought to be a tattoo on his back<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you have on your back Johnny Radiance?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cA poem of mine\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBut why have you it tattooed on your back?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo it would never leave me\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cMay I read it?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Johnny Radiance stretched out on the carpet in front of Violet and she knelt down beside him. The poem which had no title was written in a tiny hand so she had to look closely to read it <\/i><\/p>\n Violet was slightly taken aback at the directness of the poem and did not say anything for a while<\/p>\n \u201cIt is not complete\u201d<\/i> Johnny said suddenly<\/p>\n \u201cWas the poem yours?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes and many others\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWho added the tattoo to your back?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt is not a tattoo\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cVery well who added the poem to your back?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cA lady sadly long dead\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWere you fond of her?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI was and she of me\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWould you mind showing me your back?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cTo see if it would be perfect for the remainder of my poem\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIf you think you are going to tattoo your poem on my back then think again\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt would be of no illness to your person\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cMaybe but supposed I wanted to go on the beach and I had a poem written on my back do you not think that I would look a little odd?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cOnly privileged would read it\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cPlease explain\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cOnly those who can see the poetry would read my words\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo you are saying that because I have poetry in my soul I was able to read your poem\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet turned away from Johnny and showed her back to him<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou have a perfect back ideal for my completion\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAnd even if I did agree how would you propose to write the poem?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWith my instruments\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAnd where are these instruments?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cDo you have the dagger?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI do it is in my clutch bag\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Johnny Radiance opened Violet\u2019s clutch bag and withdrew the small dagger. He pressed one of the jewels and to her surprise the top sprung open<\/p>\n \u201cThe dagger has more than one use\u201d <\/i>he said as he removed three thin pens and laid them on the table in front of Violet<\/p>\n \u201cThese are the instruments my lady used when the added the poem to my person\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWould it hurt me?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNo a little warmth at first but nothing thereafter. A spray of cold water takes away any discomfort\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Against her better judgement Violet lay on the carpet where Johnny had been and for a while she heard him moving around<\/p>\n \u201cI am starting now just below your shoulders and will continue until the poem is finished. Please stop me at any time if you feel discomfort\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet closed her eyes and in a shadow of a moment everything was a vivid red<\/p>\n The Spanish Fishermen <\/b><\/p>\n In an instant she was awake again but Violet was not on the floor of the hotel room but walking with Johnny Radiance along the jetty that led away from the art gallery As she walked she felt a warmth on her back which although a little painful felt pleasurable<\/p>\n She looked at the darkening street of the town and was sure that she would be spotted and connected with the dreadful crime in St James\u2019s Park<\/p>\n \u201cI thought you said it would not hurt\u201d\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt is only the tenderness of the words. Cold water will take away the feeling\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen I shall bathe from the end of the jetty\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n Soon Violet and Johnny Radiance found themselves at the end of the jetty wall. The tide was in and a few fishing boats floated quietly on the gentle waves<\/p>\n All seemed unoccupied with the exception of a Spanish fishing boat called El Albatros Roja<\/i><\/p>\n The crew were playing cards on the deck and were unaware of Violet and Johnny Radiance<\/p>\n \u201cI think I will swim now, may I swim with your painful tattoo?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt is of no matter\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cDo you think they would mind if I swam for a short while?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI do not think you would bother them\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHey Guys, would you mind if I swam in the sea near you boat\u201d <\/i>Violet suddenly shouted in the general direction of the fishing boat. There was no reaction from the crew who carried on playing cards<\/p>\n \u201cThey probably do not understand me\u201d\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cQue mi dama nadar sin ropa cerca de su barco\u201d <\/i>Johnny Radiance shouted at the boat.There was a little disturbance from the crew and the youngest member shouted<\/p>\n ” <\/i>\u201cSi pero molestar a nuestro juego\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThey say that you can swim but they ask that you do not disturb their game\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet readied herself and in an instant dived into the sea a short distance below. The coolness of the water took away the warmth of the words that she felt on her back and as she swam near the fishing boat she wondered whether the fisherman could read the poem<\/p>\n As she did so one of the fishermen threw a small piece of bread in her direction which she caught and pretended to consume<\/p>\n \u201cAqui esta la sirena de disfrutar de su comdida\u201d <\/i>he said with a smile as he returned to the game of cards<\/p>\n After about ten minutes in the water Violet climbed the rusty iron ladder towards Johnny Radiance who was taking little or no notice of her<\/p>\n As she reached the top of the ladder the eldest of the Spanish fishermen shouted<\/p>\n \u201cUsted tiene una mujer Hermosa y usted es un gran poeta\u201d\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat are they saying\u201d asked Violet as she dried herself <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat you are a beautiful woman and that I am a great poet\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAnd when I was in the sea?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI could not hear it clearly but it sounded as if they were referring to you as a mermaid\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n Violet sat down and cuddled up to Johnny Radiance as she was still chilled from the sea. The Spanish Fisherman had finished their game of cards and were singing<\/p>\n \u201cEl el silencio de la noche, quando \u201cWhat is the song that they are singing?\u201d asked Violet <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt is a beautiful soneto from Cervantes. You see the singer sings it in a supressed voice with each word trembling with feeling\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cVuelve la noche y vuelva al triste cuento The song seemed to fade into the shallow breeze that was blowing gently from the south that evening<\/p>\n When Violet looked at the boat again the fisherman had gone below deck and she could just make out the quiet chatter from inside the boat<\/p>\n \u201cYou speak Spanish well\u00a0 Johnny Radiance\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI know many languages\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n There was another silence and Violet looked at the street lights of Margate and saw another police car race by in the general direction of Cliftonville<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think they are after us?\u201d<\/i> Violet said quietly<\/p>\n \u201cNo today is the 6th<\/sup> of July 2006 and no crime has been committed\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWe have travelled in time again\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes, do you know I met Cervantes once?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIn your time machine\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt was a brief meeting over a glass of wine as he was a busy man. We toasted our good health and exchanged books and that was all\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo you can go anywhere in your time machine?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNo it controls me, I can appear anywhere\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo coming to Margate was an accident?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI used to come to Margate when I was a child with my parents and my half-sister Viola\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou have happy memories?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cVery happy ones\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen my time machine must have recognised your happy memories and that is why we arrived in Margate\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHow did you get your time machine?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI was given it when I was dying\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhen you were dying!\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes I was destined for an early death at the age of thirty-three. I had lived a life that was much too full and was paying the price\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cMy Black Angel arrived\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYour Black Angel\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes my Black Angel was my physician who was overseeing my death\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou are saying that your doctor gave you the time machine?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAs I passed away he asked me one last question which I am told is asked of all mortals and that was if I wanted to become a time traveller\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cDid you agree?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI did not have much choice did I?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat did he do, did he open his physicians case and ask you to choose your time machine?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNo it was much simpler than that, he asked me of the place that I was most content and I answered St James\u2019s Park. I had always enjoyed spending my time there whoring and drinking\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo St James\u2019s Park became your time machine?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo the good folk of London woke up one morning and found that one of their favourite parks had flown off into time\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIn their eyes it was always there\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBut in reality it is gone\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes it is over there blotting out what remains of the sunset\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI cannot see it\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat is because you do not totally believe me\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI do\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIn time you will\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo you are saying that the town of Margate might be a giant time machine\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat is easily possible\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAnd that this jetty wall is part of the ship?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n A droplet of water ran from Violets hair and ran down her back making her shudder<\/p>\n \u201cI think that we should get back to the hotel as I am getting a little cold, maybe that swim was not a good idea\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe will not be able to use that hotel as we booked our room two years into the future, we will have to find another one or book into the same one again\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI did not think of that\u201d said Violet as she closed her eyes and for a shadow of a moment everything was a vivid red<\/p>\n Anna Magdalena Bach<\/b><\/p>\n When she opened her eyes she was back in the hotel room but she was not alone with Johnny Radiance<\/p>\n In the corner of the room a woman was reloading a Uzi machine gun<\/p>\n Johnny Dazzle was firing his gun through the open window and as he did so a rake of bullets hit the wall on the far side of the room shattering the pictures of Margate<\/p>\n The woman who was dressed in leather fired her gun through the broken glass. It was then that Violet noticed the dead body of the hotel receptionist at her feet. Violet let out a muffled scream<\/p>\n \u201cShe died for the cause\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet stared at the body of the girl who was wearing a camouflage jacket and torn jeans. Blood seeped from the fatal head wound<\/p>\n Another burst of gunfire racked the room which made Violet lay flat on the floor<\/p>\n \u201cIs that all you have you fuckers, even a playwright and a composer can stop you\u201d<\/i> the woman said as she released a burst of bullets from her gun<\/p>\n The gunfire stopped and the woman slumped to the floor<\/p>\n \u201cThey will be back, those fucks always come back<\/i>\u201d she said in a weary voice<\/p>\n \u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI am Anna, Anna Magdalena Bach and this is Johnny Dazzle my loyal comrade\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Johnny Dazzle extended his hand and shook Violet\u2019s hand<\/p>\n \u201cHave we not met before my dear in another life, your face is so familiar\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou tattooed your poem onto my back, here look\u201d<\/i> said Violet as she bared her back<\/p>\n \u201cKeep your fucking heads down unless you want them blown off\u201d<\/i> said Anna Magdalena Bach as she again reloaded her Uzi<\/p>\n \u201cThere is nothing on your back but a couple of scratches\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Johnny Dazzle slid towards Violet and handed her the dead receptionists Uzi<\/p>\n \u201cAlways aim for the neck that is where they are less protected\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n As he said that two things happened simultaneously. The clock on the wall which had not been damaged stuck six and as it did so a soldier burst through the door<\/p>\n In an instant Anna, Johnny and Violet turned towards the soldier their Uzi\u2019s blazing. As he was torn to pieces Violet saw the last look of fear in his eyes.<\/p>\n Blood flew everywhere and as she was the nearest to the door it soiled Violet\u2019s dress. She was frozen to the spot and awaited the next soldier but no more came<\/p>\n \u201cThat was not in the rules Johnny\u201d<\/i> Anna said as she stood up<\/p>\n \u201cBe careful Anna you are exposed\u201d Violet<\/i> shouted thinking that the composer\u2019s wife had taken leave of her senses<\/p>\n \u201cDo not worry darling it is over for today it is later that six\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThe game finishes at six promptly every evening\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you mean game there are two dead people in this room?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAnna shall we pop into the May Magnificat for a bite to eat as I am famished\u201d <\/i>said Johnny Dazzle casually<\/p>\n \u201cI think we will need to pop into Vita\u2019s as this young lady is covered in blood\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n Anna walked towards the passage placing her Uzi on a table as she left the room. Johnny did exactly the same as he followed Anna. Violet left the room but was still holding her Uzi tightly in her hand<\/p>\n \u201cYou can leave your Uzi with ours, you will not be needing it now\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n Violet nervously laid her weapon next to the others and followed the others down the shattered stairs<\/p>\n Soon they were out in the square which used to host the bus station. There were corpses everywhere and a number of soldiers were mopping up the causalities in a very orderly fashion<\/p>\n A soldier dressed in an identical uniform to the one that was killed in the hotel room approached Anna<\/p>\n Violet froze, feeling that she was going to vomit on the spot<\/p>\n \u201cHi guys, it was a good day all round apart from the fucking incendiaries which let us down again\u201d <\/i>he said with a broad smile<\/p>\n \u201cYep they were more of a danger to you\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI wish I had your Uzi\u2019s they are real sex\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThey are great weapons. By the way there is one of yours in our hotel room\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYoung, about five ten with blond hair?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWell we nigh blew his head off but I think it was him\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat sounds like Ricky, silly fucker I told him to attempt that tomorrow but the young cannot wait. Thanks for letting me know guys\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWould you also clear up the dead receptionist for me?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSure thing Anna\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n As Violet stepped over the bodies and made her way towards the May Magnificat <\/i>Caf\u00e9 she wished <\/i>that she could time travel again as she was scared, covered in blood and totally disorientated<\/p>\n She has also pissed herself<\/p>\n Anna noticed Violet\u2019s distress and slowed her pace so she could join her. She took hold of Violets hand and led her towards Vita\u2019s an upmarket clothes shop just off of Albert Terrace<\/p>\n \u201cI had read so much about you but did not expect to meet you like this\u201d <\/i>Violet said suddenly feeling calmer<\/p>\n \u201cDo you think I enjoy it, going into that fucking hotel every day thinking every day will be my last\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhy do you not leave?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI cannot, I am trapped in a time warp\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou are a time traveller?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWe all are Johnny Dazzle, myself, the soldiers you saw dead and alive, they are all time travellers\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhy are stuck in a time warp?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIf I knew I would leave it as I have so much more music to compose. That is why I fight like a tiger every day. One day I will I will break this cycle and return\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBut why the violence, why the killing?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThis is the laye I am trapped in, a laye of violence and war\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt is horrible, a nightmare\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cLet us get you some new clothes, Johnny will go to the caf\u00e9 and place our order and I shall buy you some new clothes. You cannot be expected to walk around Margate covered in blood\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve pissed myself\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen I shall buy you some clean underwear also\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n Opal Johnny<\/b><\/p>\n After shopping for some new clothes to replace the spoiled ones Violet emerged from the clothes shop in a violet tee shirt with matching violet rowing shorts. She had cleaned herself in the staff area of the shop and had also purchased a pair of navy blue deck shoes<\/p>\n Johnny Dazzle was by the counter of the May Magnificat Caf\u00e9 <\/i>speaking to the owner. He was a man of small features who was just over five feet tall. As they walked towards the counter Violet noticed how Anna and Johnny Dazzle and to a lesser extent herself towered above the owner who was totally oblivious to the fact<\/p>\n The walls of the caf\u00e9 were covered with old photographs and prints of Margate and as she drank her tea and consumed her lemon cake Violet felt quite tired.<\/p>\n Both Anna and Johnny Dazzle were exchanging small talk mostly about the day. It was as she let her eyes get heavy she felt the first jolt quickly followed by another<\/p>\n She was travelling again<\/p>\n When Violet awoke she was on her bed in the hotel room that she had left some hours earlier<\/p>\n Johnny Radiance was at the desk writing in a small book<\/p>\n Violet looked at the room, the windows were intact and the pictures of Margate were still on the wall. Indeed there was no damage to be seen in the whole room<\/p>\n \u201cHow long have I been asleep?\u201d\u00a0\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cOnly moments, you said you were tired after your swim and wanted to retire for a while\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWriting poetry\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI had the strangest of dreams, I was in this room but we were being shot at and returning the fire. You were there but you were called Johnny Dazzle and Anna Magdalena Bach was also there. She was dressed in leather and was some sort of freedom fighter\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI suppose you were exhausted after your swim\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNothing really, we returned to the same hotel and booked the same room with the same receptionist as we had done previously\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAre we still in 2006?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes, for a short while at least but time will bend quite soon and we will return to 2008\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo the police will be after us again\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI am afraid so but do not worry about it\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n As Violet crossed the room towards Johnny she became aware that she was wearing her violet tee shirt and rowing shorts and that her navy blue deck shoes were near to where Johnny was sitting<\/p>\n \u201cBefore I went swimming what was I wearing?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYour hippy dress\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen why am I wearing this tee shirt and shorts. These are the clothes that Anna purchased for me after the firefight\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThose are the clothes you changed into after your swim. I thought it odd but did not pass comment\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhere is my hippy dress?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI have not seen it since before your swim. Perhaps one of the Spanish fishermen took it as a souvenir of a beautiful mermaid\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet did not answer as she was feeling giddy again and sat on the bed<\/p>\n \u201cI have a confession to make Violet\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat is that?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhen you met me in the park you saw one dead person well sadly I killed two people that day\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat!\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWell after I pinned the beggar to the tree with my sword his mad whore who was dressed in rags came at me screaming Porc Porc! whatever that means\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat did you do?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI shot her in the face with my musket at close range\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI did not see her\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThe force of the musket blew her into the bush directly behind where you were standing\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAre you sure she was dead?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cVery much so I had blown half her head away\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWe are in deep shit Johnny, even though we are hidden in this hotel room the police will find us. They are not as stupid as you and I think and also they know my name although I am a little confused as to the newspaper reports it seems like that something is being hidden\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n As Violet finished her sentence the room jolted violently<\/p>\n \u201cWe are back in 2008\u201d <\/i>Johnny said casually<\/p>\n These were the last words that Violet heard from Johnny Radiance<\/p>\n She closed her eyes and for a shadow of a moment everything was a vivid red<\/p>\n Au Hasard Balthazar <\/b><\/p>\n After their meal Violet, Anna and Johnny walked the short distance to the sea front. The day was still warm and the beach was still busy. As they walked down the short slope towards the beach a tall man in a military uniform stopped them<\/p>\n Violet noticed he had a pronounced limp<\/p>\n \u201cHello<\/i> <\/b>Major Pluto how are you?\u201d<\/i> <\/b>Anna said extending her hand in greeting<\/p>\n \u201cNot bad considering\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHow are your wounds?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cOh much much better\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cJohnny and I are so sorry you got caught in the crossfire\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNo problem, those are damn fine weapons you have they out gun us every time. By the way sorry about your receptionist, pretty girl such as waste\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cShit Happens\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBy the way I thought I would let you be the first to know. The concussion grenades have arrived. They are great if the explosion does not kill you the concussion will\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThey sound good\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThe men are very excited about their arrival\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWell Johnny and I are going for a paddle and I believe Violet is going to look at the donkeys so we must leave you now. We look forward to seeing you tomorrow. Be careful with that leg though\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI will, goodbye for now\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNice Guy\u201d Said Johnny as he kicked his shoes off\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYeah, I almost regret shooting him\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n As Anna and Johnny paddled in the quiet waves near to where she had swum sometime in the unchartered past Violet walked towards the donkeys<\/p>\n Violet was fond of donkeys<\/p>\n As she prepared to stroke to nearest donkey the creature spoke<\/p>\n \u201cI suppose you think my name is Balthazar\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNo I did not have that consideration\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cMy name is Robbie and this is Claude and over there is Freddie\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n There were three donkeys<\/p>\n \u201cMy name is Violet, Violet Few\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI know\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHow did you know that?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBecause you have a poem written on your back\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt is really only half a poem, the other half of the poem is tattooed on the back of Johnny Radiance\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cMay I read it?\u201d <\/i>asked the donkey<\/p>\n Violet knelt down in front of the donkey and exposed her back so that the beast could read the poem<\/p>\n The donkey read the poem with interest<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you think of it?\u201d\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI like it, it is very rough and the language is quite bawdy\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI have not been able to read it yet\u201d\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou should find a mirror\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n Violet stood up and faced the donkey<\/p>\n \u201cAre you a time traveller Violet?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI suppose I am\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI used to travel in time but I do not do so now\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI do not know, one day I just ceased travelling and became trapped in this dump with these morons\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n Suddenly Violet felt a ripple in time which for an instant scared her<\/p>\n \u201cGoodbye Robbie, I think I am going to travel again would you say goodbye to Anna and Johnny for me and wish them luck\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI will, goodbye Violet Few, have a safe journey\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n The Kind Gentleman <\/b><\/p>\n Violet found herself in a small room whose only furniture was a small table and two chairs. She supposed herself to be in a police station in connection with the double murder in St James\u2019s Park. She was no longer wearing the violet rowing shorts and shirt that Anna had purchased for her in Margate<\/p>\n Instead she was wearing the white cotton shirt that had been in her basket when she had first met Johnny Radiance in St James\u2019s Park. She was also wearing a pair of faded jeans which were much to her taste but for some reason she was barefoot<\/p>\n The door to the room suddenly opened and the kind gentleman who had given Violet one hundred pounds entered<\/p>\n Violet looked at him in astonishment<\/p>\n \u201cI am sorry to startle you my dear\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou did not I was just surprised to see you\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cDo you mind if I join you?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cPlease\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI suspect you are wondering what you are doing here?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWas it to do with the killing of the two people in St James\u2019s Park?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIn a way yes\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI thought so; you know Johnny was only defending himself?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat is of no consequence my dear\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet looked across the small wooden table as the kind gentleman pulled a small violet notebook from his jacket pocket<\/p>\n \u201cI chose the colour especially for you, violet is such an agreeable colour\u201d\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n Violet smiled but she was becoming increasingly confused<\/p>\n “Let me explain my dear, you are a time traveller are you not?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI suppose so, strange things have been happening to me lately\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIn your travels you have met Anna Magdalena Bach, Johnny Dazzle and of course Johnny Radiance?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes especially Johnny Radiance\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThey are all my agents\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAgents?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThey are all time travellers like you\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cEach of the people you have met so far, and you will meet more are my time agents\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo you recruit all these famous people with your so called dark angels and you turn them into agents who travel through time?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou do not have to be famous or well known, I personally prefer the agents who have lived obscure and uneventful lives as they are less vulnerable\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cLike me?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes like you, but I am not asking you to be an agent as you are far too raw\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cRaw?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cMy dear you have only been training for a number of days and if Anna\u2019s report is correct you wet yourself with fright when you were involved in the firefight in the hotel room in Margate\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet did not reply but looked around the room<\/p>\n \u201cWe are under Dover Castle my dear, deeply hidden\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n The kind gentleman paused and gently touched Violet\u2019s hand<\/p>\n \u201cI am sorry to embarrass you but we have to be sure of our agents\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cDid I pass?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou ticked some boxes my dear but you will need some training\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBut why me?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAre you are most probably aware not everybody can time travel, I am not a time traveller neither is anybody in the castle. In a way you are incredibly privileged\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHow did you find me?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBy accident, Johnny Wilmot was on a mission when he spotted you so he had to complete his mission and recruit you\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cJohnny Wilmot?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cLet me explain my dear, Johnny Radiance is in fact John Wilmot, The Earl of Rochester, one of Charles the Second\u2019s favourites. I take it you have heard of him\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThe poet\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat is correct, as you are aware he was dying of his own excess when we recruited him and he has proved to be one of our most successful agents, very effective\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBut did he just not kill two beggars in St James\u2019s Park?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThey were not beggars well I correct myself, the man he pinned to the tree was indeed a beggar but the woman he shot with a musket was the mother of a future terrorist\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou confuse me\u201d <\/i>Violet said trying to keep track of the kind gentleman\u2019s explanation<\/p>\n \u201cJohnny Wilmot killed the mother of a future terrorist although he was not due to be born for another fifteen years. That aside in his early twenties this terrorist would lead a revolt in the Balkans that would in time have catastrophic consequences on the world in general\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo Johnny killed his mother?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt is very simple, almost too simple. We stumbled on this method some thirty years ago after a couple of disappointing missions\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat you kill the mothers of unborn terrorists?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cTerrorists, dictators, serial killers really all the bad guys we can identify\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cTo make the world a safer place?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIn theory my dear\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen why do you just not kill the bad guys?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAs I explained, it is much more difficult to kill someone when they are established as they are much more protected and as you know time travel is not an exact science\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo Anna was a time travelling hit woman, then why was she fighting that phoney war in Margate?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt was just an illusion created by Anna to test you. As I have noted she was reporting back on you\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo there was no phoney war, no dead hotel receptionist, and no firefight?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cCorrect\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWho was Johnny Dazzle?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHave you heard of John Webster?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat was Johnny Dazzle; he changed his name as some of our agents choose to do\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat about Balthazar or Robbie the donkey who spoke to me?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWe are trying to work that one out, there have been reports of taking animals but we have not committed much of our time on this research as yet\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThe donkey said he was a time traveller who had become stuck on the beach at Margate\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cVery likely my dear but at present I cannot comment on this\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWould you like me to find out why?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNot at present as I said before you are very raw. But I do have a mission for you\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n Violet ignored the kind gentleman and looked at the door<\/p>\n \u201cAre you holding Johnny in the castle?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhatever makes you think that?”<\/i><\/p>\n “Although I cannot disclose much Johnny is many years away, let say between 1920 and 1940. I will let you work out the rest\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet felt stupid and blushed and rose from her seat<\/p>\n You said you have a mission for me\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYes\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat would you like me to do?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI believe that Johnny Wilmot wrote part of one of his poems on your back\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cMay I see it?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n Violet turned around and lifted her shirt up revealing the poem<\/p>\n \u201cThat is enough my dear, please return to your seat\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat is the poem?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt is a poem called A Ramble in St James\u2019s Park a fine work from his early maturity. But more importantly it is a key code for time travellers. Johnny has some of\u00a0 the poem on his back and you have the remainder on your back\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cForgive me I am a little confused\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cSo are we, I have my boffins working on it right now\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWill they need to see my back?\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThey already have\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHow?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThe Spanish Fishermen\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet smiled remembering her swim in Margate<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is my mission?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cA simple one, I would like you to turn a<\/i><\/p>\n German composer for me. We know that he is unstable like you but will be visiting Margate in a week or so and we need you to turn him\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHow am I supposed to do that?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat is up to you my dear, but is of vital importance that you back is fully exposed so that the German composer can see the poem. How you do that is up to you\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHow will I recognise the composer?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHe will be the only person to approach you\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou will be seated at a red piano on the beach near the tide line playing a sonata, no one else on the beach that day will be able to see or hear you apart from the composer\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI cannot play the piano\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI think you will find you can\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThe composer will approach you and will ask you a question in his native language which you will understand perfectly. You will answer in his native language and show him your back. That is all that is required because if he chooses to turn then you will immediately travel in time and that is where I come in again\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWho is the composer?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat will become obvious when you meet him\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhen will I travel to Margate again to meet the German composer?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n In about twenty minutes my dear, just remain in this room and you will travel from here. I have arranged for tea and biscuits to be sent down to you before you go\u201d<\/p>\n The kind gentleman stood up and walked towards the door <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat is your name?\u201d <\/i>Violet asked<\/p>\n \u201cEliot just Eliot\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n The Red Piano <\/b><\/p>\n Violet found herself sitting and small piano which has been painted red. She was playing a gentle sonata but did not know its composer<\/p>\n Violet was wearing a maroon backless ball gown made crushed silk which was damp from the most recent invasion of the tide<\/p>\n She was not wearing shoes<\/p>\n The piano was stationed no far from the tide line on Margate Beach. Violet looked at the seafront buildings as she played, as normal they were the same with the exception of Dreamland which was again lit up by lights of all colours. Although out of sight she could hear the distant rumble of the railway as trains passed unnoticed<\/p>\n On the red piano there was a small green Moss agate ash tray which held the remains of a cigarette but it was not Violet\u2019s<\/p>\n Violet did not smoke<\/p>\n Suddenly she became aware of a man of medium height standing on the beach not far from her<\/p>\n He had dirty blond hair which was being tossed about in the northerly wind. A plain Mexican sombrero hung behind him and was also being buffeted by the wind<\/p>\n Violet looked at the cowboy but did not say a word<\/p>\n The cowboy reached to his holster and drew his gun and pointed it at Violet<\/p>\n \u201cWhy are you pointing that gun at me?\u201d\u00a0\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cCause I was told to\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBy whom?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cDunno, it was dark\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI were just told that I would find you here on this beach\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat is your name?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWilliam, but people just call me plain Billy\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cBilly, I am one of the good guys\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAint what I was told\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAnd what were you told?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat the baby you are carryin will be worse that the devil itself and will start many wars and many good folk will die because of him\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI am not with child William I have never been with a man\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s not what I were told\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Unconsciously Violet ran her hand over her womb and as she did so her blood turned as cold as the wind that was by now beginning to gather pace<\/p>\n She felt she had been betrayed and had been set up for execution<\/p>\n A single tear ran from her eye<\/p>\n In desperation she turned around and let her ball drop so the cowboy could see the poem in full on her naked back. After facing the sea for a while she recovered her gown and faced the cowboy fearing that he would shoot her in the back<\/p>\n The cowboy had a look of disgust on his face<\/p>\n \u201cNow that you have seen the poem, I hope that will explain things. I am not with child by not by the devil or anyone else. As a time traveller you must be aware of this poem\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n More tears began to run from Violet\u2019s eyes and she was beginning to feel that time was beginning to recede<\/p>\n \u201cI aint no time traveller but I can see that you are no better than a common whore exposing your nakedness to me like that and mocking the good book with the devils scriptures\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n The cowboy was holding his gun more stiffly and his eyes were beginning to glaze over<\/p>\n He was ready for the kill<\/p>\n \u201cPlease do not kill me William you are making a huge mistake\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cOrders are orders mam\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet saw the cowboy\u2019s finger tighten on the trigger<\/p>\n She closed her eyes<\/p>\n A shot rang out but she did not feel any pain or impact<\/p>\n Violet opened her eyes and saw the cowboy reel back and fall. She walked towards him and saw that his left eye had been shot away. She picked up his gun and shot him twice more, one in the heart and then through his other eye<\/p>\n She then turned around and vomited and fell to her knees in the wet sand. She was awaiting the familiar feeling of time travel but nothing happened<\/p>\n As she looked up she was aware of another cowboy who was standing next to the piano<\/p>\n \u201cJust fuck off and leave me alone, I am not carrying the devils child or any other, Fuck off! Fuck off! Fuck off!\u201d<\/i> Violet screamed spitting in the direction of the much taller cowboy<\/p>\n The second cowboy tapped a couple of random notes on the piano and unlike Billy was able to wear his hat on his head without the wind removing it. He was over six feet tall and was wearing a long coat which was once quite stylish but now was quite soiled<\/p>\n \u201cI am not here to hurt you mam just to collect Billy\u2019s body\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cDid you shoot him?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNo, I thought that you had outdrawn him\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI do not have a gun\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat is that you are holding?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet then realised that she was still holding on to Billy\u2019s gun. The tall cowboy looked at her smiling. What was very noticeable about the man were his piercing blue eyes which lit up his face that was partially covered by a heavy moustache and a number of days of facial hair<\/p>\n \u201cI only shot him twice the first shot came from elsewhere\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen you must have a protector somewhere\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet realised that she was still crying and without a thought hugged the tall cowboy<\/p>\n His coat smelt of damp leather and she could feel his arm bringing her closer<\/p>\n There was violent ripple and Violet fell to the sand. When she had recovered her senses neither the tall cowboy or the violated corpse of Billy were to be seen<\/p>\n The gun that she had been holding had also vanished<\/p>\n Violet walked slowly towards the sea and watched as her ball gown become wet in the wild waves. She felt like removing it and swimming in the sea but chose not to as it offered her a protection<\/p>\n She had walked up to her waist in the sea for about ten minutes her ball gown floating in the sea like the wild petals of a flower when she noticed another man standing next to the piano.<\/p>\n From where she was Violet could see that the man was not a cowboy and knew that he had not come to harm her<\/p>\n With difficulty she emerged from the sea and walked towards the man who was by now seated at the piano<\/p>\n He was playing a sonata<\/p>\n Violet stood next to him and watched as his fingers caressed the keys. He was looking into the sky which was getting fuller and fuller<\/p>\n Violet touched him on the shoulder but received no response<\/p>\n His head was full of music<\/p>\n Violet then remembered what the kind gentleman had said and waked away from him and let her sodden ball gown drop to her feet<\/p>\n The music stopped and she knew that the composer was reading the poem<\/p>\n She then felt him come towards her and place his heavy coat over her naked shoulders<\/p>\n \u201cAnna: Wo ist Anna\u201d <\/i>the composer said <\/i>looking Violet straight in the eye<\/p>\n Violet said nothing and pulled the heavy coat more fully over her body as she was very cold<\/p>\n \u201cAnna: Wo ist Anna\u201d <\/i>the composer repeated looking at the deserted beach. Violet took his hand and smiled<\/p>\n \u201cIch bin Anna\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet closed her eyes and for a shadow of a moment everything was a vivid red<\/p>\n An Inspector of Schools <\/b><\/p>\n A train slowly left the station and its effort awoke Violet. She was seated on a long wooden bench in front of a Left Luggage Office which was closed<\/p>\n She was no longer wearing the heavy coat that had protected her on the beach at Margate but was still wearing her damp ball gown<\/p>\n Violet was very cold and hunched herself on the bench which offered her no protection from the icy winds that were blowing through the station which was open at both ends<\/p>\n The station was vast and Violet guessed from the vioces that were echoing that she was in the North of England<\/p>\n She looked at her toes which still retained the sand from the beach. The small particles added a silent colour to her white feet which she could not feel<\/p>\n As Violet looked she noticed a man some yards away looking at the architecture of the roof girders<\/p>\n Violet was glad that he was paying no attention to her person as she felt wretched in her damp and damaged ball gown<\/p>\n The stranger took a pencil from his pocket and began to sketch the girders and the heavy wall of the Left Luggage Office<\/p>\n For some reason this isolation irritated Violet and she looked at her frozen toes again<\/p>\n \u201cPlease forgive the rudeness of my approach but you appear very cold and certainly not dressed for this weather. May I offer you my coat and refreshment if we can find a buffet open at this ungodly hour?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet looked up at the stranger from her hunched position. He was not a handsome man but was nonetheless very striking with heavy side whiskers which framed his face in such a way as to make him approachable<\/p>\n The stranger although commanding had a kind face<\/p>\n \u201cI would much appreciate your offer of your coat if it does not bother you\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n As the stranger placed his coat around her shoulders Violet felt a sudden nausea and passed out<\/p>\n When she came to her senses she was stretched out on the leather couch in a hotel bar. The stranger was standing at the bar with a small drink in his hand that she guessed to be whisky<\/p>\n \u201cAh you are awake\u201d\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou passed out from the cold\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat is of no importance. I am just an Inspector of Schools who happens to travel a great deal. Just like you\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cAre you a time traveller?\u201d\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNo more questions, Madame Riche has prepared some hot broth for you and has sent her daughter out to purchase some clothes for you that are more beneficial to your person\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Madame Riche walked from the kitchen with a bowl of hot broth and a number of rough slices of bread<\/p>\n \u201cNow I will leave you alone to enjoy your meal. Do eat slowly as you appear malnourished\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n The broth and the bread brought Violet fully to her senses and she looked around the bar of the hotel which was empty apart from the stranger, Madame Riche and herself although she could hear a chef in the nearby kitchen<\/p>\n \u201cDo you mind if I join you Violet?<\/i><\/p>\n “How do you know my name?”<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYour name is common knowledge\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cHow?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou will find out in time. When the porters carried you to the hotel I noticed the poem on your back. It was by John Wilmot if I am not mistaken. Not to my taste but very very important\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cPlease explain\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cYou have been told already\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet blushed and felt stupid as she was aware of the significance of the poem. As she did so she wondered where Johnny Radiance was and why the scruffy cowboy had tried to kill her on Margate Beach and who had assassinated him<\/p>\n \u201cAt least you have some more colour in your face now my dear. I was beginning to fear for your person\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n As he said this the stranger laid a railway timetable in front of Violet. It showed trains from London to Salisbury<\/p>\n \u201cI want you to travel to Salisbury and meet a young man on the platform. He will be easy to spot as you will see him jump in front of a train after visiting a bookstall. You will see this incident as many times as you require. What you must do is stop him and take him as far away from the railway station as possible. The young man is an artist but he is gripped by demons of the mind and is suicidal\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen what do I do?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI want you to love him and give yourself to him when you are ready. It is imperative that this artist does not destroy himself\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWill he need to see my poem?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cNot when you meet, he will see the poem when you choose to let him see you without clothes\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIs that all?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat is all\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat I am to save an artist and fall in love with him\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cLove was not mentioned\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cWhat happens if I fall in love with him?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThat is of no matter; the important thing is that the artist lives\u201d<\/p>\n There was a sudden ripple in the hotel bar and then another<\/p>\n \u201cI fear it is time for you to go already. May you take my best wishes\u201d <\/i>The stranger said as the third and most violet ripple took Violet away from the hotel<\/p>\n An Awakening <\/b><\/p>\n Violet was standing outside of a sprawling red brick railway station. It was a warm summer\u2019s day and Violet instantly noticed that she was not wearing her battered ball gown but a baggy pair of trousers and a loose shirt. She also noted that she was wearing light shoes<\/p>\n She walked towards the station and asked for a platform ticket although she had no money to pay for it<\/p>\n The railway inspector on the ticket gate just handed her the ticket and let her through. Violet made her way to the bookstall and looked at the newspaper<\/p>\n The date was the 21st<\/sup> of August 1930<\/p>\n She did not have to wait long for the young man to appear and watched as he purchased an item from the bookstall and not long after jumped in front of a train<\/p>\n She let the scenario happen twice more and on the third occasion grabbed the young man\u2019s arm as he left the area in front of the bookstall<\/p>\n \u201cI am being hunted, please release your grip\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI will not, please would you help me instead as I am being followed and fear for my safety\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThey are hunting me also, I have just had lunch with my mother and sister and they were watching me as they are watching you\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen let us go with haste, do you know anywhere we might hide?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI know of a hotel in Marlborough where we might hide\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI have never been to Marlborough, is it nice?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cIt is a very pleasant town and has the widest high street that you will ever see\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Suddenly the young man\u2019s manner changed again and he stopped<\/p>\n \u201cThey are over there\u201d <\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen we will make our escape, do you have any money for a taxi?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cI have\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n \u201cThen let us be off then\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n Violet and the young man found a taxi quite easily and after agreeing the fare to Marlborough commenced their journey<\/p>\n They were soon in the open countryside that surrounded the city and Violet looked at the magnificent spire of the cathedral at every opportunity<\/p>\n She had never seen Salisbury Cathedral before<\/p>\n The young man took no notice of the cathedral and its spire and looked straight ahead occasionally glancing in the drivers mirror to ensure they were not being followed<\/p>\n Violet pressed herself up against the young man who responded by placing a loose arm around her waist<\/p>\n They watched the Wiltshire countryside as it shared its summer moods with them and within the hour were in Marlborough in front of a large hotel<\/p>\n The young man paid the taxi driver still looking around to ensure that they were not being followed<\/p>\n Violet took hold of his hand<\/p>\n \u201cThere is no-one here silly, let us spend some time together as I feel that we are going to be very good friends\u201d\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Chronicles of Anna Magdalena Bach On the 28th of June 2008 (2) Violet Few was walking through St James\u2019s Park. 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\nOcupa el dulce sueno a los mortales
\nLa Pebre cuenta de mis ricos males
\nEstoy al Cielo a mi Clori dande\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n
\nY siempre hallo en mi mortal porfia
\nAl Cielo sordo-a Clori sin oidos \u201c<\/i><\/p>\n