Johnny raised his eyes to catch a glimpse of the clock, the clock which like him has been a participant as well as a witness of numerous changes. 

A deep sadness emerged in the heart of Johnny, there it was all broken and old, out of place like him. The life like the clock, winding down. 

Now like the irreparable clock, an irreparable life reflects a bygone age for Johnny. The only thing he now wants is peace of mind. An embrace from Dark Angel awaits… 

Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt. Photo credit: J Hardy Carroll


10 thoughts on “Envisage 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s