One moment the street emanated calm sleep and the next all was ablaze with chemical fires spurting from the ruins of the building. From the midst of flames and smoke there emerged a being of gigantic proportions whose small flickering eyes spoke of a life of servitude. There was no malice in them despite the monstrous appearance of their bearer, his flesh still tender and steaming after the transformation. As he pushed his body out of the rubble and into the city night he seemed to not notice the destruction that lay behind him, years of research obliterated by the explosion. His master would be most displeased but little did it matter now. He looked above to the starless dark, a soft smile drawing on his lips as the cool breeze caressed his nakedness. The sound of sirens neared from afar. He melted into the back streets and alleys, reborn, another monster of the city.
Text by Alberto Allica -----> http://intotheforestmountain.blogspot.com.es/
