He was leaning on that building that looked like cement mice have eaten it in time. His hands were bare and he thought of lighting up a cigarette that was in his pocket for far too long. "I'll keep it for another time", he found himself saying instead. Truth be told, that cigarette lasted for so long because he kept saying that. "I could sure use a bath and some whisky, yea that would definitely be nice." He was determined to smoke, to have the full package of his pleasures, only when his journey would come to an end. Don't be annoyed by my obfuscation, even if I'd like to share such future details with you, I simply can't, because I do not know. Now back to our character...
His hands were bare because all he needed was on his shoulders. Although he was as tired as a dead cat (the dead can be terribly tired) his stance was grand and his look impervious to the dust that kept invading his visual field. After he decided not to smoke the cigarette until the end of his journey, he took the gun off his shoulder and started to clean it with such care that you'd think the metal was alive. In his eyes it was, it shone as bright as the most passionate female eyes, if not brighter. That's why he bestowed a name upon it: Aurora. She was as mean as our women, but she had a major improvement. Unlike mortal women, Aurora, the gun, never got stuck, and always went straight to the point, bullseye every single time. Now that's a woman you never let go of!
After cleaning his gun, the flesh started walking towards the crimson horizon. It was all dusty, a fine haze settled, no doubt, a perfect apocalypse, a typical end of the world. His boots were dirty and his laces as well. As he started walking, he was awakened from his pensive demeanor by a squeaking. *squeak, squeak* - he looked down, he had his Hello Kitty boots on...
....to never be continued
P.S. Having a pen and a some paper can team against you...with a smile.
Comments (6)
An excellent ending. I know Mad Max would've worn Sanrio gear if he could get his hands on some.
Prince of the universe wearing Hello Kitty boots... priceless! PRICELESS! Where can I bought him?
So anti climax that "to never be continued" line...
the dead: i don't really mind the unresponsiveness; it's more the stink that bugs me.
great write!
Adam..Prince of Eternia.