City of Bridges 1

CROSSING BRIDGES

1940 London

Cackling laughter in the air.  Bombed out building, burnt down, nothing left but ashes.  Old pieces of an old town left burning.

A man in a top hat walks.  Thud, tap.  Thud, tap.  Thud tap.

Cackling laughter in the air.

The man pauses.  He speaks to a rat.  He asks it a question.

"What day is today?"

2012 Portland

Outside St. Eurydice Homeless Shelter, its late at night.  Three men just walked into the shelter.

Boom.

Half an hour later, the homeless shelter explodes.  Glass and pieces of building fly everywhere.

Ashes in the air, a bombed out building.  Burning.  Rain falls.  Old pieces of an old town left burning.

A old cadilliac in a mishmash of paint, blazen with the word Tuesday on its front hood, drives on the street, pausing at the explosion.  

A man, his body bellowing smoke, runs out of the burning homeless shelter.  The driver of the car runs the burning man over, gets out and asks him a question.

"What day is today?"

Cackling laughter in the air.

Coming Soon.  A City of Thorns meets A City of Bridges...

Promotion fiction for my new Mage game.  Hope it makes my (potential) players curious! :D