Mr Crowdwatcher.Sunday, red stains the sky.Mr Crowdwatcher.8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Blood had been spilled that night.
A shadow walked down the street.
The infamous Mr Crowdwatcher had seen the whole thing of course, he hadn't interfered either, of course. It was not his business to interfere in the matters of the world. Whatever may happen happens for a reason, that's what Crowdwatcher lived by anyway.
His existence, his reason for being, was to document the events of the world, and he did so very well. With apparent ease he could be in multiple places at once, or so it seemed at least. One minute he would be watching an assassination attempt outside of the Vatican and the next he would be documenting a fight in a Far Eastern country that no one could pronounce.
He watched crowds too of course, hence the name, but only when nothing significant was happening.
He didn't just watch murders, suicides, arson attacks, wars, battles or any such death inducing incident either, he watched whatever interested him the most at the time. It just