A place to gather my musings on life. A collection of slips and scraps of creative writing (short essays, poems and micro-stories) and the smartphone images that serve as inspiration.
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
Even Superheroes Get Hungry
It was a dinner for veterans. Of course, he was a warrior, but hadn't ever had time for tactical combat and military warfare. No, Captain America's battles had mostly been fought in larger arenas, good versus evil, saving mankind and America and a few damsels in distress in his downtime. that kind of ting. But no-one seemed to question his right to be there, breaking bread with former marines, sailors and soldiers. He seemed to fit in just fine, cape and all. Afterall, the crowd seemed to be saying, even superheroes need a hot meal sometimes. Still, he was alone at the table. Heroism is a lonely business.
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