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Winter. An alley, post-movie. My finger on the trigger. Pearls falling.
Decades pass. The boy, no, the man, behind the mask has a son of his own.
The world’s greatest detective cannot deduce that truth is a cliche; the butler did it.
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For Gargleblaster #156: Whodunnit
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I really like your intro.
Excellent work!
The butler has become cliche. Great opening to set the tone!
I love it! That first line is killer – no pun intended. Awesomely tense and very visual.
I feel like “visual” is a cheat here, considering I basically am describing a comic panel 🙂
Nice job. The butler really did do it sometimes.
Oh what a fun poem to deliver an overused trope in a completely new way, so that the whole thing is new again.
I really like this. A like the twist on cliche along with the style. Great!
Gasp! Tell me you did not just rewrite Batman and implicate Alfred! Expect a cease and desist notice from DC. 🙂 Nicely done!
Start with the premise “who is the one butler, connected with an unsolved mystery, that no-one has EVER suspected?”
mwahahaha.
intriguing!
Love the theatrical feel of this. 😉