Terror at Zeitgeist

A Story by Abishai100

A world-actions thief is striped by a new-face of Western terrorism for a game involving a damsel, capitalism, and simplified 'consciousness' for doubt.

A (fictional) mini-epic crime-psyche tale of a thief and a zodiac/astrology-sign super-terrorist, set in the (modern) American Homeland, for your Summer-'25 Wednesday afternoon. Thanks for reading (enjoy!),

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to any person(s)/body and all images/references used herein comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/translation/critique).

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DESDEMONA: I was a cop's wife, the love of your stalker, a real detective-hero!

MR. AMLAN SATAN ('Ninja'): I'm just an anonymous thief with vigilante-prestige.

DESDEMONA: When my hubby (Charlie) was bloody murdered, you became drawn?

NINJA: I fell for ya...Charlie was my cat-mouse game man and I owed him (big!).

DESDEMONA: So, what'd Charlie say..."Ninja becomes someone to watch over her"?

NINJA: My American Homeland niche is bonds-theft gossip for corrupt underworld!

DESDEMONA: This is the weirdest love-story...ever (Facebook-like).

NINJA (Mr. Amlan Satan): Thanx (Selfie-like).

The great Ninja (Amlan Satan, Slovak-Algerian master-thief of Earth) had found special/stranger bound-Rationalism taking Desdemona as his maiden-damsel post-murder of the very-same (American) cop-detective assigned to his case. Satan didn't feel he warranted a close-eye, especially since he'd developed special underworld-gossip prestige as 'pseudo-vigilante artist' for bonds subs for corrupt-company ruin (ha). However, he truly did fall for Desdemona; and the city (somehow) seemed brighter, in a 21st-Century of dark-city storytelling cast by capitalism 'onside-deformity' (e.g., terrorism).

Ninja was about to deal with a new challenge (altogether!) when a new-face surfaced in his area of operations for master-thief work concerning corrupt-underworld bonds motions for 'deep' insurance-integrity (hmmm). This new face called himself Pisces, and the alias stuck when he made blogs (anonymous) about astrological premonition about American Homeland terrorism he'd seek to enhance with future chemical weapons 'valence' for leviathan/uncertainty.

NINJA: Pisces talks about ya, Desdemona.

DESDEMONA: He hates the company folks talked about linked to me, for you!

NINJA: Hey, I only made those new sari-venture fashion-blogs with you as model.

DESDEMONA: That sari-company in your woods was blood-diamond wed, no?

NINJA: Maybe Pisces seeks to draw me out for a streets-gossip 'game' test, hon.

DESDEMONA: Facebook-like (for doubt).

PISCES: Shakespeare fan, Ninja?
NINJA: I'm humbled by this cyber-languages exchange (confidential!).

PISCES: Can you handle such vanity, post-blogs about your fashion-blogs in USA?

NINJA: Hey, I like James Bond, Robert Louis Stevenson, and Hugo Boss, devil.

PISCES: See if your commerce-life 'overground' views contest my Wonderland, ha.

NINJA: You seek game to make ninja-zodiac worry, Facebook-reach, devil (ok).

PISCES: I can't lose...all's zodiac (Selfie-like).

NINJA: Life's shorthand.

Well, a dark game had begun on Earth between Ninja and Pisces, and Desdemona was cast as a damsel for a capitalism jitters. However, Ninja (Mr. Amlan Satan) maintained his faith that he sought to make Desdemona's life special-and-heroic for a spiritual/personal/private debt to her murdered cop-hubby (Charlie) and therefore searched for a new Earth crime-chemistry to challenge the evil Pisces' (name, unknown) 'game' for things of Earthling jewelry. Who'd carry the day in such a 'game' for post-9/11-image? What do you think (for doubt)?