Picture It & Write: No Peace

Storm clouds roiled, churning with the anger of gods. Bradly bolted up the stairs. He matched anger with rage, screaming at the oncoming maelstrom, arms wide. “DO IT! COME ON!”

Arcs of light strobed, cataracting the world in purple and fuzz. Delicate balance fled as crashing booms violently slapped the air. Bradly cackled at nature’s tantrum, ecstatic head thrown back in zealot’s love. “YES!”

His effrontery dared, and lightning obliged. A snake’s tongue flicked, injecting Bradly with its electrical venom. My best friend joined the infinite in but a moment.

I write this about Bradly not as a remembrance, but a condemnation. Not of the tortured soul that tempted fate into his bidding, but of the stone-hearted that only melt in the presence of lucre and fame.

Ears deafened by the sound of influence informed greed-blinded irises. I enclose with this tale irrefutable proof of Bradly’s father’s perfidy. Of hate and filth poured atop an innocent boy no one in their quest for power’s fickle notice deigned to care about.

I wish you long-life, but not peace.

Never peace.

My first entry for the Picture It & Write Challenge. I hope you enjoy my tale inspired by the picture above. Head on over to Ermilia Blog and check out what directions others have gone. Feel free to craft your own tale and join in the fun!

Happy Reading and Writing!

J. Milburn