Chandelier’s Swing

Chandelier’s Swing He wanted to throw off his disguise, swing from the chandelier over the crowd, drop down on the dais sword drawn, one swing away from decapitation, one drop of a headless corpse to the ground and his comrades, the Guardians, avenged. He gripped the cane that supported him and bandages pulled against wounds unavenged. Masked dancers moved beneath the chandelier whose light glistened off their costumed faces. One girl in wine cast her eyes without fear at the betrayer she stalked. Her laces hid a surprise he guessed but her quarry retired, leaving her an unknown story. ~ ~ ~ … Continue reading Chandelier’s Swing

Avengers’ Masque – A Stomp Prompt Sonnet

Avengers’ Masque Her costume, a gown of fine wine, her mask set with pearls clasped to her face by ribbons woven into her tresses for the task of concealing sharp toothed combs. Those ribbons doubled as garrotes to choke betrayer’s throats if she could lure the king’s killers out to the veranda. Did the betrayer see circling near that his doom had turned out? The whisper silk of her dress gave notice of her progress across the ballroom, booze kept all but one, and not her accomplice, from watching the killer, that one guest whose sword belt held not a copy tied for peace, but a Guardian’s blade wanting … Continue reading Avengers’ Masque – A Stomp Prompt Sonnet