The Darkest Wave

It was almost midnight now and most everyone had gone to sleep …

Only the sounds of soft breathing, a bit of snoring and the occasional dream resulting in a memory of murder even broke the quiet, silenced atmosphere.
Wait – what’s that? Ah, just the murmur of a satisfactory conclusion to one’s excursion into memories past; the renewal of moments when a personal conquest was the norm; when all around teammates and friends succumbed to the continuous pressure of the atmosphere above and to the primordial chaos below.7FD2B52D-898C-4F67-887E-095E5B8904C4






The preternatural presence of what one could only call – The Other …

“Go to him now he calls you, you can’t refuse.
When you ain’t got nothin’ you’ve got nothin’ to lose.”
Bob Dylan

And so the exchange began … one entity for another, one stranger than the preceding personage in the cloudy mist above and the fog-like gray cloudiness below.
The Darkest Wave descends upon the innocence we know, so very, very far, so very far below.46458635-EC2A-4A33-821A-2964A3FBE78B

~ by Vinnie on November 24, 2017.

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