The Kite

A Story by Abishai100

Can Romanticism be found in the pockets of fortune/treasure motions and intrigue, and even yield an image of a duty-free life-kite?

An inventive self-made fortunes tale. Hope you like it,

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MONARCH: I'll fund your blood-diamond eco-capitalism raid for that lady.

AMLAN: Sounds like we've made for a cinema-mask in consumerism-theater!
MONARCH: Consider me the nameless Canadian investor for your deed.

AMLAN: I'm guessing I'll cheer for this heavenly promise with a park-kite run?

MONARCH: Good for leviathan (sure).

A mystery-investor from Canada claiming to be some migrant-prince of a royal family contacted an office-man of New England (Amlan) who was choreographing a special (rumored) blood-diamond raid of a box-storage with a theater-prop water-rifle filled with acid, for town-insurance chatter in the streets to draw (Interpol-relation?) eyes for social-media office-space bureaucracy-readings (wow).

AMLAN: Eco-capitalism is the thing now for the hand-shakes of kite-runners!

However, Amlan's secret was that he sought to create an eco-capitalism pseudo-vigilantism 'aura' in New England because of a special lady-wolf he'd been courting named Ezzy, whom he met in the park while flying his iconic red-kite in autumn. He'd flee to Belgium with her for a post-deed commerce-life managing a Western eatery dive (steakhouse) and perchance draw traffic-iconography 'likes' for the distances to wrought Romanticism (wow).

Amlan and Ezzy made it to Belgium and toasted their new-life with a world-exchange 'reflection' culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) and hoped their incomplete-distances to underground eco-capitalism 'darkness' wouldn't deter their work for a new form of life-sanity on Earth...one of 'dowry' axes.