have you noticed it?
i'm sure you have. for your eye was built to see what
others could not, what others could never. do you see
it? yes, just over there. the cloud of dust shifting on its
own, unprompted by the stilled, static heat of summer
air. but oh, that isn't all you see, is it? no, you can see
much more than sylphlike particles of filth. you can see
him, can't you? my, you can even sense his presence,
despite it being painfully meek and biddable. you can
see him, clear as day, hiding behind a corner as if he
weren't already completely invisible. he seems, just as
you are, to be watching, to be waiting. he sports a bloody
lip and wide eyes.
does he interest you?