PROLOGUE
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On a cold quiet night: the moon danced in the sky, the air around in a happy mood as they caress each other’s cheeks, the stars as bright as the day. Colored lights hanging on the night sky, the street was in full frenzy as motorists drives pass each other, people walking by, some stopped occasionally to view and admire the gigantic buildings and the beautiful night views and scenes of the city.
Standing magnificently is a man in a black three-piece custom-made suit. Made in Gods perfection, when I say perfection I mean in full regalia six feet and half tall, cute like a poppy and beautiful like early morning rose, he has a dark full short hair, straight long legs that can leave a woman reaching for o****m - sorry but let's be Frank, I for one isn’t gonna pass on that one.
He walked by the pedestrian bridge and stood facing the bustling city and the night stars revealing his full appearing.
Man, he is like one of those Egyptian gods we read in the story books, you know; those kinds of hot gods that you just wanna live the rest of your miserable life wishing to just admire them till you stop drooling all over your ugly face.
With those tempting dragon eyes that can both send you to hell and the abyss of pleasure, and that got me thinking what would ever make a woman pass on that offer hell be dammed, men included.
His smile is both erotic and scary; that kind of creepy and sexy smile that will take you a million years deciding whether he is, a psychopath or just an innocent cute young man that you wanna f**k till thy kingdom comes.
Well that depends on the occasion and the personality in play, with a chiseled nose that looks just like those made only for the gods, looking at his tiny soft little lips even as a man yeah you would want to kiss them and take a bit caution and judgment be darned.
His brows are carved on a straight line, exposing his fair smooth skin and hair styled and partitioned by the side giving him that angelic look and aura that screams come to me all yea that lack men in your life and I will give you pleasure and pain.
He wore a black three-piece custom-made suit with a black tie, an Italian black shoe and a golden leather watch, that must have cost a fortune.
With two hands in his pockets exposing his full gloriously crafted statue of a man he stood overlooking the streets as he thought out his goal; “to tear down this building.” And in view comes 5 story apartment plaza in the heart of Gurara city. In his imagination he watched as the building comes crumbling down to the debris with nothing left to save. Just then, “Nessun Dorma” started to play in the background at a fast pace producing a sharp melodious sound that leaves your heart palpitating.
The mysterious man gives off a creepy smile that leaves you mopping at the universe for a job well done. As if he hasn’t done enough; He winks to his imaginary audience as the view turns back to the crumbling building only to see what’s left of it: Clouds of thick dust that leaves you thinking whether a helicopter crashed into a desert and killed all the animals in the forest.
Looking at the view of the neon glow lamps and plasma display lights emitting from the tall buildings around, one would be force to revisit and remember the popular movie in the 60’s called “Barrabbas”. Looking at the ruins and the lights this scene gives off a sweet ecliptic display, filled with rumbles of the cloudy sound that screams, “Beware!!! Mischief and mystery is in the air”.
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