"The Smile"
They say love is blind. But sometimes hatred blinds you more than passion...
And there is a Frown of Hate,
And there is a Frown of
Disdain,
And there is a Frown of Frowns
Which you strive to
forget in vain,
The room is silent now. Moments ago, the two occupants were fighting a death match. Disgust, hatred and uncomfortable admissions fueling the fierce battle of swords, wit and skill.
It is over. Only one has walked out alive, a disdainful frown still on his face.
At first glance, the second appears to be gone as well...
Unless you look up.
Pinned to the wall, his expression has not changed. That look of hatred will never fade.
Because the last thing the blind man saw was the truth.
Author's Note: This 100 word ficlet-chapter is based on the second verse of William Blake's "The Smile," which, by the way, is a great poem! Anyway, thanks for reading. Please review!
Dewa mata!