Cryptic City – Mountain lights in a dark town

Abandoned night

Cryptic City – Mountain lights in a dark town

The city is dark tonight, wind storms seem to have that uncanny ability to take out electricity and wipe-out many of their wire strung poles. People just seem to have no appetite for the dark, with most already asleep and it’s only 8pm, apart from those believing they can drive over the top of fallen trees, decapitated rooftops, and flipped automobiles. Perhaps they’ve a good reason to be on the streets tonight, though not likely, opportunists I suspect for the most part, or maybe they’re out to check on family and friends. One hopes neighbours have checked on one another and everyone prepared for the worst.

Well, here I live in a somewhat run down caretakers concrete block shack atop a rooftop carpark, more like a wild garden and junk yard these days, with a cat called Cypher, and a half breed dingo named Tobby. Just three rooms is all this place has, along with a narrow gutted storage compartment for the Bonneville. I’ll leave the rest to your imagination.

Right now, well I’m propped up on the roof of the shack, with a beer in one hand and sandwich in the other, wondering why lights have been trailing across the mountain tops on the other side of the river for the last half hour. I may have to go see what’s going on, but first I need to finish up this beer, can’t let it go to waste.

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Maybe the above will turn in a good little story, a bit noir, a bit humorous in places, when I eventually find my funny bone. Perhaps a chain of events will set something off, never know.

9 responses to “Cryptic City – Mountain lights in a dark town

    • I think it is, and has potential to grow with a few off shoots to run as subplots or diversions to hide what is actually happening. Thanks, Charles…

  1. This could definitely turn into a good story. I’m curious about those lights. Your writing is deft and there is strong characterization already.

  2. A compelling beginning indeed. This could go so many ways. The most obvious would be horror, but I like your idea of humor. There could be both, of course. Would make for an original tale.

    • It’s always interesting to balance the emotional weighting to different aspects within a story. Cities are such eerie places when they fall in to an almost total darkness.

    • The tale will continue at some point, it has its roots in the darkness caused by the cyclone that blew through town a handful of months back. Cheers…

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