Angels sing their welcome and a golden shaft of light appears as I stare at my killer standing over my body which is sprawled on the floor, blood spatter against the wall in a grotesque portrait. The light pulses allowing me to choose forgiveness or revenge.
Tag: revenge
NYE
It was a minute into New Years 2015 and only one question had lingered in my mind, or more so one sobering headache of an epiphany. Where was my damn flying car?