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This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
This week’s prompt word:
EDGE
The post Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- (the tall, thin man nearly alone) first appeared on the Wakefield Doctrine.The tall, thin man sat at his desk, the sound of the band on stage in the Café pounded on the door to the Manager’s office like a pillow-fight in a padded cell.
“Are you going to work all night?’
The contralto voice, softly-hued tentacles moving seductively through the evening-dim light, was nearly as much one of warning as beckoning. A self-assured invitation with an aftertaste of threat, her words sought a part of the man to which few were afforded access, at least, without a cost that well exceeded the price.
A non-specific source above the desk introduced a change in the light-dark topography of the man’s face; contrasting edges softened, shadows enhanced and, like sudden movement in the corner of the eye, something moved closer to the surface, resulting in a trompe l’oeil more likely to inspire regret than pleasure.
A truism passed down through the ages of Man maintains that it’s the dying of the light that gives birth to the night, yet, as the tall man moved with deceptive grace towards the leather sofa set before a fireplace with an azurite mantle, one could be forgiven for preferring the belief that it was the voracious daylight that consumed the fertile night, the better to maintain dominion over the human world.
