[Nell]: 226.Stories.Shorts.Omen

Something floated down the murky Thames river. Suddenly it began to thrash. A rasping gasp! The creature swam blindly towards the shore, and clung to the bridge that spanned the water. Haunting yellow eyes opened. Ah, dusk. It climbed the bridge, and limped across it.
Whistling! The creature concealed itself shadows as the pedestrian walked by. Yellow eyes narrowed; a sharp smile gleamed in the growing darkness.
Sated, the creature climbed to the roof of a house. It stared at the stars, which were shifting their pattern into a very different sky. Dark times lie ahead for London…it grinned.