Five-minute fiction - 23:57-00:02
Grim dropped lightly onto his feet. The soft soles of his leather boots cushioned the fall perfectly. The dim light of the waxing moon, and the guttering splutter of the gas-lanterns on the street revealed the emptiness of the balcony. With a deft motion he tugged his sap from his belt and moved closer to the large glass doors that separated the balcony from the house.
The rooms beyond were dark, a normal occurrence for such a time. Few people were up and at em at three in the morning.
He crossed back to the edge of the balcony and leaned out his face upturned toward the edge of the roof. Darkers face stood out silhouetted against the pale silver of the moon, and without a word exchanged between them a rope dropped down. Grim took caught the end pulled it taut and slipped over the railing.
Grim dropped lightly onto his feet. The soft soles of his leather boots cushioned the fall perfectly. The dim light of the waxing moon, and the guttering splutter of the gas-lanterns on the street revealed the emptiness of the balcony. With a deft motion he tugged his sap from his belt and moved closer to the large glass doors that separated the balcony from the house.
The rooms beyond were dark, a normal occurrence for such a time. Few people were up and at em at three in the morning.
He crossed back to the edge of the balcony and leaned out his face upturned toward the edge of the roof. Darkers face stood out silhouetted against the pale silver of the moon, and without a word exchanged between them a rope dropped down. Grim took caught the end pulled it taut and slipped over the railing.