Burning in the fireplace
~ Richard O’Brien ‘Over at the Frankenstein Place’ 1975
~ Richard O’Brien ‘Over at the Frankenstein Place’ 1975
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| The Angel's Doubt ~ Alexey Egorov |
There’s a light in everybody’s darkness. It’s the light that bids you continue, focus on the good stuff.
Eva looks away, as if to focus without the distraction of the sentry and his direct confrontation.
“I’m not a threat”
He gives a short laugh, “Yeah, that’s yet to be determined, don’t you think? I mean who’s to say what’s and what’s not a threat?”
She turns back “I’m not a threat”
He pushes back the hood; he’s no beauty; not ugly, but off-centre somehow; nose too big maybe, straight eyes that don’t look away.
Has it always been this way; the glimpse of something further up ahead of your life, something changing, something new?
“Follow me” he says, it’s not a command.
“Where to?”
“I’ll take you in to the Inquisitors”
He looks back over his shoulder and smiles.
“Sounds like fun” she says.
Eva looks away, as if to focus without the distraction of the sentry and his direct confrontation.
“I’m not a threat”
He gives a short laugh, “Yeah, that’s yet to be determined, don’t you think? I mean who’s to say what’s and what’s not a threat?”
She turns back “I’m not a threat”
He pushes back the hood; he’s no beauty; not ugly, but off-centre somehow; nose too big maybe, straight eyes that don’t look away.
Has it always been this way; the glimpse of something further up ahead of your life, something changing, something new?
“Follow me” he says, it’s not a command.
“Where to?”
“I’ll take you in to the Inquisitors”
He looks back over his shoulder and smiles.
“Sounds like fun” she says.
| Richard O’Brien | ||
| Over at the Frankenstein Place | ||
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