Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Ruthlessly Notorious

No one noticed him standing in the doorway; when he walked in the room fell silent. The had tipped to one side he took slow steps toward the table. The skin on his face was folded and hanging down on his face. Eyes studying the room as a gopher executes upon the surrounding when leaving its hole. Smoke billowed from his mouth in a distasteful threatening manner. The figure of the man was statuesque and towered before the frightened attendants sitting at the table. Light entering the room from the door gave him a silhouette resembling sunrise over a darkened field. Standing tall he knew he had full attention and influence over all; he proceeded with his demands. Concluding his orders, the men at the table affirmatively stated, "sure thing boss!" and began their business. All the while, the man now clouded in darkness and silence sat down quietly and finished his cigarette.

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