Bombing Biba
Posted: 13 Dec 2016, 10:29
Bombing Biba by Casimir Greenfield
The acrid carbide fumes burned his eyes in the crisp air above the London streets.
Flamingos screeched in monochrome: splashing blindly in the roof pools behind him, their cries melting into a melange of The Ritz and The Continental.
Dawn caught him seven floors up and drifted dreamlike around him.
No one was watching.
The acrid carbide fumes burned his eyes in the crisp air above the London streets.
Flamingos screeched in monochrome: splashing blindly in the roof pools behind him, their cries melting into a melange of The Ritz and The Continental.
Dawn caught him seven floors up and drifted dreamlike around him.
No one was watching.