Tuesday, 10 February 2015

Little Murder...






The stealthy steps of the perpetrator trod over the loose gravel of the garden path making a sinister, almost imperceptible, noise.





The Moon looked down and could see her light reflected by the ominous Scissors in the gloved hand, and scared hid her face behind a dense cloud.




The path led the obscure evil to its target and there was a moment of silence, then...

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The horrendous sound ended, and in seconds the target, separated from its stem, rested on the gloved hand.

Leaving the bush to mourn its loss, the criminal walked into the shadows holding a glorious American Beauty to scent the life of who killed it.





The music is a fragment of "The Last Waltz" by Paul Mauriat and his Orchestra.

© 2015 Od Liam.

18 comments:

  1. Oh...this is so nice even if the title makes me shudder a bit! Loved the way you penned your thoughts in this microstory. It's also a refreshing read for me this evening. FYI, I'm trying to breathe between piles of documents!

    A bit more, this story has the suspense moments and you have got everything so compact and makes this story great! Loved it!

    Thanks, Od! :)

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    1. Thank you BB!

      Walk away from the pile of papers from time to time, walk the garden, and let life surf your veins!

      Thank YOU for your support, BB.

      (Sorry about the delay, I was IC'ed again, himmeldonnerwetter!!!)

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    1. I was trying to make my own name in "Whodunnit" field, buddy! :))

      Thank you for your comment!

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  3. This is so awesome. Beautifully written Od! Though I was bit reluctant to read further after 2nd stanza:)

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    1. Thanks a lot, Epsita!

      I can understand the reluctance. :) There was a crime in progress. :))

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  4. Hi Od! I'm looking for your new post. Looks like you've one. :)

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    1. Your blog is in my blogs' list. Maybe you've posted something two days ago but reverted it to draft? :)

      Waiting! :))

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    2. Yap- saw 'Untitled' post on that list, but- may be still it's being hatched? :)

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    3. Hey dude!

      Just looking under the hen:) No ready to hatch yet!

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    1. Fire resists being turned on! :(

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    2. Okee. We'll have to wait for the egg it seems-

      You need walks, may be- :))

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    3. At least, it isn't so quiet in here. :))

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    4. Yap! BB, did you listen to that? May be it's a barking-bird barking away in the distance- ;P

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    5. Doh- it lost my name!

      ~
      Omo

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