The Cliff Edge

“Well, isn’t this a sight,” a smooth, low voice sliced through the almost silence - the waves now sounding much further away. I turned my head a little to see just a shadow. No recognizable face. “I was here once. It feels good, doesn’t it? To have that much control,”
I just blinked at the stranger before turned my head.
“It feels good to be gripping onto life and death,” I said, nodding my head at the fingers wrapped around the black painted bar.


This is another one of those things that I did in like, two or three minutes.
Only it took longer than that...but you know what I mean. I didn't plan it. It just happened!
Check it out anyway?

No particular pairing.