It is the 12th of December. The passing of steady time is played out with a handball game in Doha, the King of Bahrain at Downing Street and Iraqi soldiers graduating into action after a mere month’s training in Kirkut. Was it Kirkut? The name remains, lingers like a strange flavour in the mouth. And from behind a grate there is heard a scratching, shuffling sound. Something is coming; some rough beast in a vast image, a revelation in these parts. But now clear, black and white, moving its slow thighs, Tian Tian the panda appears – and we forget all.
100-Word Fiction: ‘Advent’
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I don’t mind what you do with Yeats but could you stay away from Chesterton until I’ve wrung out an overdue blog post… 😉
Nice prose!
Oops, never read Chesterton actually. Must go research the reference/plagiarism! Thanks Marika.
No, you mistook my meaning – it was me who was going to be using Chesterton and was worrying about pre-emption 😉
Ah, gotcha 🙂