Xavier Martinez

The Warrior

The symphony of battle echoes low from the outside into the hall: explosions, scattered gunfire, clanks of metal, horse and engines revving. The woman marches down the hall like a hunter in the woods. She reaches the end of the hall to her personal party room, the smell of wine, beer, candles seep out. She enters scanning the room like a vulture for roadkill. The fireplace still lit and the electric lanterns still on and candles scattered about. She scans the room,