A Kind of Luck aluminium then settles into the textured

then settles into the textured outer surfaces of the caps

By the time the second cup is poured

bound to a night that never ended

just slightly

in this small pocket of shadow and silver

A Kind of Luck aluminium then settles into the texturedThe ribbons strung between the stalls pull and slacken with the breeze, colour shifting overhead as the line of people inches forward. Lucienne leans over the wooden counter, rolling a small ring between her fingers while the man beside the bottles resets them in a neat row, glass knocking softly against glass. The necklace sits low against her throat, the chain a little loose where she fastened it in a hurry, the pendant catching light each time she