Powerful Quote: “We are pawns to these spirits, souls they play with for their own satisfaction like hand games.”
Word Image: I looked at my boots, smiled, and looked up at Omar—the condensation from his breath had begun to freeze in his mustache.
Sound Image: “But I will, Sheriff—I will.” He continued to regard me with the one eye, and his breath traced across a corner of his mouth like a wisp of steam escaping from a kettle.
Haiku: His irises were the same washed-out blue as the winter Wyoming sky and just as cold.
“We are pawns to these spirits, souls they play with for their own satisfaction like hand games.”
Word Image:
I looked at my boots, smiled, and looked up at Omar—the condensation from his breath had begun
to freeze in his mustache.
Sound Image:
“But I will, Sheriff—I will.” He continued to regard me with the one eye, and his breath traced
across a corner of his mouth like a wisp of steam escaping from a kettle.
Haiku:
His irises
were the same
washed-out blue as the
winter Wyoming sky and just as cold.