It was a full moon that night. The clouds were behaving themselves. Even the wind was just blowing soft breezes to and fro. Adding in the rhythm of the waves splashing nearby with the light reflecting its crystallized water, creating a sparkling vibe. A moonlight walk would have been thrilling. If it wasn’t for such an odd frontal view of a humongous building lurking so tantalizingly eerie, threatening to wreck the mood in its enchanting backdrop. The same outlandish building present in someone else’s dream. And the same set of echoes that had warned of imminent danger. If only the whispering would stop.

“Time’s up.”

“Game’s over.”


© Tuesday, August 21st, 2012

Posted: Tuesday, August 21st, 2012