Night-life
He gazed down upon the Californian landscape. The blanket of darkness known as dusk had already enveloped the usually vibrant city. The street lights twinkled among the shadows, as if painting a picture of the night sky. From where the man was standing, the image could be deemed as serene, if it were not for the more pressing thoughts running through his mind.
Where as he merely stood there with the gushing wind pressing against his back - almost like it was trying to cause him to tumble over the banister - others were hurrying down the various streets in their cars longing to return home from a hard day at work. Young children were being tucked into bed and were having their doting parents read bed time stories to them.
Some of the streets down below would be filled with drunken laughter; others filled with people fearing the idea of crossing paths with those producing the hearty chortles. If some poor unfortunate had made such an encounter, there may have even been some spine-chilling screams mixed into the various night-time noises.
"To think that I would..."
"No, it's not like anybody would blame me..." The man was silent for a moment.
"Can I... Really go through with this?"
AU: So...My introduction.
Actual chapters will be longer than this, I promise. Want to know what the hell is going on here? Then read future chapters!
Next chapter will jump to another time but don't worry, I will return to this! Reviews would be appreciated, especially as this is my first fan fiction. Constructive criticism or praise will be excepted, "It's disgusting!" may not be viewed as highly if you can't exactly back up your point...
~ Macabre Beauty
