Fiction in progress excerpt:

Watching.  He dreamt of it.  He lived for it.  Watching was an art form and skill of which he had become grand master.  Delicious hours were spent plotting and planning.  Each day his craving for the satisfying rewards his efforts would bring grew.  He savored his prize, his discrete view, he savored the thrill of watching her.

 

 

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