The strobe lights cast robotic shadows as the crowd seethes to the music.
Tag: microfiction
Phobia
It started with the inquisitive black one chasing my canoe. I thought it was a water-dragon until it stood, cobra-like, above the water.
The strobe lights cast robotic shadows as the crowd seethes to the music.
It started with the inquisitive black one chasing my canoe. I thought it was a water-dragon until it stood, cobra-like, above the water.
