Back inside the halls of long abandoned Praline, the bounty hunt for Dmitri Ivanova continued. It was going well into midnight and tensions were high for his capture.
“Where are you Ivanova?” said Looper in a hushed tone, walking through an aisle of the school’s abandoned library. His flashlight beam hovered over some dusty books on a middle shelf, various titles on the spines becoming clear. Ivanova, the ruthless tyrant and murderer from Russia, could jump out at any moment and start shooting at the tall beared assassin.
“Come out,” Looper said, the old floorboards creaking under his heavy boots. Most of the windows of this abandoned library were boarded up except for two that had been shattered, letting in streams of moonlight that illuminated the aisle Looper was stealthily walking down. The sound of an old clock that was miraculously still ticking after all these years was the only other sound besides Looper’s shuffles.
They say Looper’s name comes from the way he goes around in circles on subjects,
Flash Fiction Challenge: December 15
In 99 words (no more, no less) explore the importance of a name within a story. It can be naming an experience, introducing an extraordinary name, or clarifying a name (who can forget Who’s on First). Go where the prompt leads.
The luck of the spin
The chance of the draw
How will you win
Win, win, win it all
It’s your big day
So play to heart’s content
May the odds be in your favor
Make a big dent
You must be careful though
Not to lose it all
‘Cuz it’s easy to get addicted
And suffer a great fall
So hope to win a lot but
Stop when your luck plummets
And best of all have fun
At the happy gambler’s summit
So I went to the FireKeepers casino for the second time this year with my family, now an experienced vet of the gambling floor. Once again, finding the one machine I previously used (that was offering a good pay out ratio) was nearly impossible as the sea of slot machines was a navigational nightmare. The Diamond Jubilee slot machine was the winner today, with ten free spins coming after hitting three Jubilee spots on the machine and a continuous stream of wins coming out that made me stay there for about an hour. That greatly helped me build up my win total to nearly twenty dollars before I started losing some of it and cashed out. Yeah, I played a careful conservative game again, not quite up there with blue haired old ladies who would spend money all day at the slots, having nothing to lose. It’s always a thrill when you get on a sudden hot streak but a major let down when it suddenly ends and you should either cash out or end up with less than you started with.
Free and easy soul
Look at the way she moves
Swift and furious
Across the smooth floor
The elusive dragonfly
Sway to ballroom beat
Strobe light paralysis
Blinded by love and music
The twinkle in the night
The gleam in the sky
Guiding me, guiding me
Leading me, leading me
Into the pale woods light
And if I lose my place
Among the stars
I’ll follow the unicorn blood
A glistening silver like mercury
Very unlike your’s or our’s
One of my favorite collection of poems by Shel Silverstein, a poet whose works I have read a few times in the past, is Where the Sidewalk Ends. Here’s the poem where the title of the book comes from:
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
My eyes are fierce
The tears fall down
Like waterfalls of fire
I fall into a portal of heat
And see the world through fiery licks
The battlefield is fierce
I trudge on ahead
Through the smoke and gunfire, shrapnel falling at my side
Until I arrive at my noble chariot and briskly ride away towards the golden city
The slots be churning
The hearts be racing
The excitement of a win
The gambling and money burning
Like rats pushing a button
Over and over again
They’re all in it for the same thing
To get rich quick, go on vacation
So I took a trip to the FireKeepers casino today with my folks. We got aquainted with the casino floor and all the games. I tried my hand at the Kitty Glitter slot machine. No matter how many times I pressed the betting button, no matches would come up on the screen. My mom beforehand, on the same machine, was as lucky as hell.