A Fly On The Wall

A Fly On The Wall

As coups go

it was

somewhat

peaceful.

A few dead here.

A few dead there.

The hasty packing of boxes.

Secret documents thrown into a pond.

I was a fly on the wall

that day.

I heard a lot.

I’m lucky to be alive.

Ellespeth

(There’s a prompt going on at http://neverendingstorydepository.wordpress.com/

“From The Eyes of a Little One”  This is my contribution.  Head on over to The Community Storyboard and check out all the entries – as well as other creative works.)

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