"Extra" to The Gambler trilogy 1,339 words x-|-x Dancing lights are a sight for sore eyes. It was February when he attacked. Cold, lonely, shivering February. Desolate February. It was February when he came here, and March when he left. But he never really left me. They were afraid of me. But I was so quick to grab my swords and pin him to the wall. I knew better than to bite the apple. This is my story.