Watching

He stands on the top of the cliff. Here used to be safe but it is crumbling and the cliff is moving closer to the houses. One day they will be wreckage at the bottom of this promontory.

Looking at the bloodstained beach below he sees many bodies broken and twisted, with no life left in them.

Why were they there what had happened?

He knew and it made him sad because he knew he would soon be joining them when the ground beneath his feet gave way.

Another had convinced them that they could fly if they jumped from this cliff.

He didn't know if the dark one had given them drugs, drink or hypnotized them but he had promised them that they could fly and they took him at his word and believed they could fly wherever they wanted.

He thought how sad it was how people were so seduced by the words of charlatans and salesmen.

People had bought these houses, ignorant of the fact that in three months they would piles of bricks on the beach below burying the bones and bodies already there.

He stood there, with no reason to leave.

He would wait, and when the ground crumbled he would fall, he would not fly.

He would become one with the bones and bodies on the beach and later thety would all be buried under soil and bricks when the houses fell.....