1 week ago. Saturday, May 2, 2026 at 3:43 PM
He lied on the target, stalking with quiet intent --
the true victim caught unaware, stunned by the decision
unprepared for his turn that swallowed every light.
Alarms sounded in many languages,
urging safety, urging the heart be sheltered,
for his force will devour all that is held dear.
Time stood still in that treacherous silence,
danger coiled, waiting to bare its teeth.
Violence reared, stealing the cages that once protected,
ripping security over sanctuaries known.
The aftermath sharpened with each hammer blow,
splintering what once seemed solid, what once seemed safe.
When he finally left, no point remained in repair --
only the stark choice: escape,
to carry what little survived
toward a new place that could be called home.