Thursday, June 28, 2007

Square Eyes

The trio of statues were arranged in a perfect tableaux, reminiscent of Carravagio’s ‘Death of Mildred.’ Harold regarded the weeping angels with a frown.

“Don’t blink,” he said, holding the demon’s arm. “Don’t look away, don’t turn your back and don’t blink.”

Jasfoup frowned and regarded the sculpture. “Why?”

“They’re not statues but inter-dimensional beings with the defensive ability of stone if they’re observed. They’ll send you back in time and feed on the psychic residue of all the days you lost.”

“Tch.” Jasfoup pulled away and rapped on one of the statues. “You’ve been watching too much Dr. Who.”


© Rachel Green 2007

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