Three Pieces

by Elancharan Gunasekaran Kill The Messenger Peeling the hood from shaved head, fingers grip tight. “It” struggles. Feeding the enemy, magic for magic. My wildfire to its tiny ember. Carefully I sift through the memories, siphoning conversations, maps, war plans. The euphoria fades and its life is gone. Gates unlock, another subject waits to be … Continue reading Three Pieces