Do We Ever? Prosery

Do we ever truly get over such events? War, death, destruction—the thousands of ways humans hurt each other and the Earth? As Nighthawk I had to be cool and calm. It wasn’t only my life at risk, but the lives of many others, too. I had to be calm when the man with shiny black boots and a cruel face entered the restaurant. I had to keep my face blank when the officious manager met with him, and then declared, “So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.”
Calmly, I smiled at our oppressors, poured drinks, and served food while residents starved. Calmly, I plotted to destroy them–until the night you didn’t show up.

I still have nightmares.

Prosery for Ingrid’s prompt at dVerse, using the line “So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm” from William Blake’s The Chimney Sweeper. This is a continuation of my non-linear spy tale.

55 thoughts on “Do We Ever? Prosery

  1. Well you know I absolutely adore the spy series 😀 the line by Blake blends in here so very beautifully, I resonate with; “he thousands of ways humans hurt each other and the Earth.”💝💝

  2. I love your SOC spy saga (stream of consciousness); perfect blending for the prompt line. WWII Europe is a fine setting for your continuing story.

  3. I envision a cafe in Paris during WWII. I wonder what she’ll do with the resistance to hurt the oppressors and whether she’ll find her man again and rescue him from their hands. The story is exciting Merril Heaven help the Gestapo if he’s dead.
    Massive Hugs

  4. Your spy tale was hungry and just ate the William Blake quote for breakfast! So many layers to unravel and I love the fact that you are allowing your story to so freely develop.

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