"At one junction, there was some writing on the wall. "What does i say, Morgan?"
"Irkm Desmet Daem," she replied.
"Mean anything to anyone?"
"No."
"No."
"No."
"Me neither." He shrugged. "Ignore it."
They carried on northwards.
~ Please kill the neighbours - p124
Have Sword & Scorcery, Will Travel - by Brian Wakeling