As always the Visual Dare prompt threw up something interesting, and took me to a different place.
The Illusionist
He tapped his fingers on the table and they all fell silent.
He stood up, stepping on to his chair and then the table. They all looked up at
him; all the local politicians and police chiefs. He had them in the palm of
his hand.
He opened his arms, facing the decorative façade of what was
once an Alter.
“You are gathered here today, to bear witness to the
greatest illusion yet, that of group displacement.”
A few faces looked puzzled, but all remained upturned.
He started humming and drew out his pocket watch, letting it
swing from his hand. The light from the stain glass window hit it just right,
just as he’d practised. Soon they were all glass-eyed.
When he snapped his fingers they came too, finding
themselves in the dungeon. Now he had them exactly where he wanted them, under
lock and key. It was playtime!
150 Words
Oh dear. I'm glad you stopped there - word limit or no - I can't imagine things will go well for them in the dungeon.
ReplyDeleteA great story. Shame you were bound by the 150 word limit, I'd love to hear what he got up to a playtime!
ReplyDeleteYikes!!! The playful villain is truly the worst sort --- or one of them, at least. Well managed, m'friend!! Great entry. :)
ReplyDeletereally enjoying your writing at the moment Miranda! This one made me grin and set up some nice imagery in my head!
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