Mythmaking

“Cat‑killer, pig‑faced hound, Arboreal Queen—Monroe.”

“In the passenger seat, Valentin felt the grandeur of movement.”

“Why does the room tilt so?”

“Somewhere in his besieged mind rattled an unassailable, choking truth.”

“He delivers death to legions—whence, he does not know, and why never crosses his mind. The only questions are how and to whom.”

“Red, pixelated violence beamed from the screen as a MIDI soundtrack crackled out of a pair of speakers,”

“Brass and gold dominate as rich red vitreous enamel announces itself here and there as stars and flags.”

“The day is simple; it isn’t meant to be recollected.”

“The scene terrifies her but it’s how the story goes—she knows, she knows.”

“This afternoon will culminate in an ecstasy of violence.”

“The yard is vast. Is it life’s luxury, where a cascade of sensations dazzles the boy.”