Autumnal Somnambulation

by T.J. McIntyre

Brightly colored leaves fell to be swept away by the currents of the muddy river. Sticks and refuse collected along the banks clouding the already opaque waters obfuscated by sludgy sediment. Intermingled with the rubbish, reflecting the light of a haze-diffused sun, shone a diamond earring. If not for the glint, the catfish-nibbled ear might never have been discovered and the killer might still be free. The chill of winter, tinged with remorse, now blows through his darkened cell. He mourns those missing memories from that night.

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T.J. McIntyre, author of Paperback Writer, sometimes gets carried away with the thesaurus looking for new colors to add to his palette.