MrFantasy
Man Of Dreams
There is a building reaching into the sky. It is surrounded by a storm that no one from the building has ever entered. Flashing lightning illuminates the sky while violent winds lash rain against the steel and glass structure. At the top of this building a large lounge hosts a never ending gathering. People come here, from throughout the building, to escape their fears of what is outside. Strangers with one thing in common, they are trapped.
There's a dark haired man standing alone. His gray eyes stare through the glass into the storm. His reflection shows a perfect suit, black jacket and slacks with a bowtie and satin white shirt. He is of above average height, and the suit cannot hide the strong build of his frame. In his right hand a scotch glass, half empty.
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Welcome to the Sentinel. The last place in the world. Would you care to join me? Step in and introduce yourself. Who knows where the night will take us.
//PM me with questions, and we can plan a thriller. I am also open to other story ideas.//
There's a dark haired man standing alone. His gray eyes stare through the glass into the storm. His reflection shows a perfect suit, black jacket and slacks with a bowtie and satin white shirt. He is of above average height, and the suit cannot hide the strong build of his frame. In his right hand a scotch glass, half empty.
***
Welcome to the Sentinel. The last place in the world. Would you care to join me? Step in and introduce yourself. Who knows where the night will take us.
//PM me with questions, and we can plan a thriller. I am also open to other story ideas.//
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