Five-Minute fiction - 23:52-23:57
There was a crash as the immense chandelier, wrought in fine bronze and crystal, fell from the heavens and smashed itself to pieces on the marble floor. Grim stood rigid, mid-stride, one foot ungainly held out in front of himself in an exaggerated gesture of someone seemingly partaking in the subtle act of creeping.
Sweat beaded on his brow as he waited to see how the household would respond. There was only a skeleton shift of guards on duty tonight, but the size of the foyer and veritable cornucopia of shooting lanes made it, for lack of a better phrase, like shooting a fish in a barrel. Grim, slowly, lowered his foot to the ground, careful not to tread on any of the loose crystal or fragments of shattered bronze. The collapse of the chandelier had
There was a crash as the immense chandelier, wrought in fine bronze and crystal, fell from the heavens and smashed itself to pieces on the marble floor. Grim stood rigid, mid-stride, one foot ungainly held out in front of himself in an exaggerated gesture of someone seemingly partaking in the subtle act of creeping.
Sweat beaded on his brow as he waited to see how the household would respond. There was only a skeleton shift of guards on duty tonight, but the size of the foyer and veritable cornucopia of shooting lanes made it, for lack of a better phrase, like shooting a fish in a barrel. Grim, slowly, lowered his foot to the ground, careful not to tread on any of the loose crystal or fragments of shattered bronze. The collapse of the chandelier had