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The editor's note asks for contributions to be submitted on IBM compatible programs on either 3 1/2 or 5 1/4 disks -- and to send hard copy as well.

The editor's note asks for contributions to be submitted on IBM compatible programs on either 3 1/2 or 5 1/4 disks -- and to send hard copy as well.

* [http://www.thecircuitarchive.com/tca/archive/20/flashpoint.html Flashpoint] by [[HG]]  (1)

* [http://www.thecircuitarchive.com/tca/archive/20/flashpoint.html Flashpoint] by [[HG]] ("Standed on the sofa, Doyle stared at the empty doorway where Bodie had stood a few minutes ago. He hadn’t been quite sure what Bodie had said before he left, nothing earth-shattering, he thought, but he was willing to swear he had heard the click of the door closing behind him. That was the sound which kept re-playing in his head, the sound of the door closing. Disbelief was slowly turning to anger.  That Bodie should walk in, make the place his own, get his rocks off and then leave, as if nothing had happened. Sinking his head back, rubbing absently at a throbbing scrape on his elbow, Doyle stared blindly at the ceiling as he tried to subdue a growing sense of loss for something which had never been his. The worst part was the confusion: not that he had let himself be submerged, but that he had allowed Bodie to walk out on him afterwards. No-one controls Bodie hut Bodie. He goes his own way. It was my mistake to think we had the same destination in mind.") (1)

* If Only, poem by [[Rachel Duncan]] (7)

* If Only, poem by [[Rachel Duncan]] (7)

* [http://www.devinemadness.com/kittyfisher/feasting.htm Feasting with Panthers] by [[Kitty Fisher]]  (8)

* [http://www.devinemadness.com/kittyfisher/feasting.htm Feasting with Panthers] by [[Kitty Fisher]]  (8)

* Blacksilver and Copper: A Love Story by [[Joan Enright]]  (32)

* Blacksilver and Copper: A Love Story by [[Joan Enright]]  (32)

* art by Baravan (39)

* art by Baravan (39)

* [[The Chameleon's Dish]] by Kitty Fisher  (40)

* [[The Chameleon's Dish]] by Kitty Fisher  ("'Eight years, and you’ve changed, sweetheart.' He watched the seated man, his mind cataloguing grey streaks in the ragged hair, a clipped beard flashed with

* [[Bodie's Letter]] by [[Ellis Ward]]  (78)

white and gaunt shadows touching the sweater and jeans clad body. He looked enervated, afar cry from the Doyle of old who couldn’t even sit still without sparking energy... The drink suddenly too much, he remembered why he was here and pushing it away, walked silently over to the small table. He waited patiently. With closed eyes and lax muscles, Doyle looked almost asleep. 'Macklin would have had your guts for garters.' Doyle’s body tensed, eyes opening in a face suddenly drained of colour, skin stretched taut over bone. The reaction warmed Bodie’s heart. "Aren’t you even going to say hello?" Swallowing a painful desire to swear volubly Doyle found his voice. "Hello, Bodie." "Hello, Ray." Blue eyes met green and for a second, the eight years didn’t exist, and they looked at each other without pain and loneliness separating them. But it was only for a second... ...'Bodie?'") (40)

* [[Bodie's Letter]] by [[Ellis Ward]]  ("He took his mug into the lounge, eyeing the lock-box with the first twinges of uneasiness... Was it something that Cowley had not wanted him to see until he had died... Inside lay a large envelope. Across the outside, written in Cowley’s hand in bold letters, was a single name: Bodie. Doyle closed his eyes. Ten years. Images, long repressed but never eradicated, washed over him. Partners, friends, bedmates. They had been everything to each other ten years ago--nine years and eight months ago, to be exact.") (78)

*    Luring a Lover, poem by Rachel Duncan  (98)

*    Luring a Lover, poem by Rachel Duncan  (98)