Hello all! I had the pleasure of reading the results of our latest writing prompt, done by Rick Aguirre. As he does not have a blog of his own (which with chops like these, I think he should consider acquiring one) I have decided to share his results for him.
He watched them from afar, but the disdain he felt for them was so closely lit in his chest he feared he would combust and light the sky with his flame. The sounds of the city clattered on like an old jazz tune which, in another time, another place, might have been endearing but here and now only served to stoke the embers smoldering in his bowels.
His gaze fell upon them like that of an owl leering through a wooded hollow as they blithely sauntered down the narrow street. Details emerged from their silhouettes as they passed a well lit storefront only to fade back into obscurity once they traveled beyond the light’s reach.
Light or no he could see them. He needed no illumination to discern the monsters beneath their mediocre facade and superficial pleasantries. He knew the atrocities they committed behind closed doors.
A cold sweat began to breech the surface of his skin and gave him a faint chill as it met with the cool night air. The quiver in his breath became an undeniable rhythm as he leaned forward ever so slightly.
The haphazard scaffolding which perpetually blemished this town threatened to obstruct his view and allow them to slip back into the masquerade.
“Not tonight” he whispered to himself as his grip firmed. His left eye gently closed as he exhaled and waited for what seemed an eternity for one , then the other, to wander into his cross-hairs.
(Words written by Rick Aguirre)