My Feeble Attempts at Fictions.
Saturday, 19 November, 2011

The Light #Day19

This place looks serene. The day was calm otherwise, except for when a cat caught a crow and the whole crow community mourned over their loss for about an hour. There are too many cats around, but far less than crows.
This house has no power.
The watchman dint want to stay past sunset. I let him leave.
I have lit a candle. It looks beautiful. Only, it goes out every few minutes. Strangely, there is no wind.


If I am found dead tomorrow morning, treat this as my last testament against the candle. It is creepy indeed.


2 Wisecracks (Comment here):

Punkster said...

"...and the whole crow community mourned over their loss for about an hour..."

Cute.

Richa said...

lol. it is very very irritating. the noise of the crow community. not cute.