Nightly Murders

A long awaited badinage finally meets its end, as forced strains of music flood the night.
Insignificant pearls of white light shine down upon his face;
Concealing yet revealing.
Deafening whispers of anguish, begging to be heard plague the mind of the guilty.
As ominously red drops stain the downy white snow
Terrifying yet fascinating.
A hand raises in triumph, as shrieks of crazed laughter pierce the air.
Because, how can one stay sane?
When one has done the unthinkable.

Comments

  1. Isha M.19 November 2016 at 07:22

    How indeed.
    I must say, I hadn't the slightest clue that you'd find blogging.
    And yet, I'm glad you did.
    Very intriguing this one - been very busy, have you?

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  2. Reflective Rants22 November 2016 at 05:18

    Apparently, yes. :P

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