Three Warriors

Sword, bow and gun gleam with potential animus.

Light

All there was left to do was watch the horizon.

Do you understand the full nature of your crime?

A finale worthy of an illustrious career. Who gets that?

No breath now. All that was left was the finger on the trigger. And the mark…

Battered but as of yet unbroken, Dick sat in his spot.

“What you need to get is that in any relationship, in any single conversation, there are five layers.”

Crisp, golden, swirling foam filtered down the hatch.

A dagger, a hazy hallway, and a half-remembered dream wafted into notice.

~ essay on the 1972 novel Watership Down by Richard Adams