His work as the henchman of the Don was to foment trouble in other’s life and fill his
boss’s coffers. He realized the gravity of the situation when he got a dose of his own
bitter medicine. An upside down image stared back at him from the mirror. His life was in
disarray. He could not reverse the needles of the clock.
He wished to start life anew. He couldn’t fathom how he would break away. The
tentacles of the underworld would spread to ensnare him. Death would be the only
penalty. He prayed to Lord Shiva for a miracle.
Today's prompt is the word Miracle and the photo prompt via Pexel.
I'm Writing Bravely for the Write Tribe Festival of Words -March 2019