Keevil, Tyler ![]() |
Abstract
Driving back from the gym, he saw the boys. There were three of them: a kid wearing a black, long-nosed Scaramouche mask, another with a burlap sack on his head, and a smaller boy in a hoody, with the hood pulled up and cinched tight around his face, like kids tended to do these days – as a way of hiding their faces, their identities. The boys’ clothing rippled and flapped about them, creating a flowing effect, so that their figures seemed to shimmer, mirage-like, as they trudged along in the dusk. Until then Tod hadn’t realised just how windy it was. But it was the wind that caused the eerie effect – he was sure of that. He had further proof: the leaves scuttling along the sidewalks, the treetops leaning steeply sideways, the way his car windows would occasionally shudder, as if being pounded on from the outside.
Item Type: | Article |
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Date Type: | Publication |
Status: | Published |
Schools: | English, Communication and Philosophy |
Publisher: | TTA Press |
Last Modified: | 03 Nov 2022 09:58 |
URI: | https://orca.cardiff.ac.uk/id/eprint/106560 |
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