Slaying the monster


After years of hunting, I was face to face with the monster. Its innocuous looks could not deceive me. Its deadly green eyes gave it away. I slashed at it in all my righteous fury. Die, you vermin! A drop of blood touched the floor as a shard from the shattering mirror hit my face.

I could not find the owner of this picture. The site I found it on was using it without credits. Will give credit if I can find real owner.

6 comments:

Dee........ said...

Last line is terrific !
Great work.

The Fool said...

Thanks, Deepak.

Stan Szczesny said...

Ah, the self-loathing narcissist. Nice quick portrait of a certain state of mind...

The Fool said...

Thanks, Stan. It was indeed a portrait of my state of mind.

maliny said...

wow ! superb attempt !

The Fool said...

Thanks maliny.

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