Wall Silhouette

I set my green device flat against a cracked brick, angling the lens upward. Crisp light struck the weathered mortar. I stepped into the beam on firm knuckles. Overhead, a massive dark silhouette rose across the three-story wall. Broad shoulders. Heavy arms stretching toward the roofline. I lifted one fist. The giant mirrored the motion in clean unison. I tilted my head. The beam leaped five paces across the red brick. A towering duplicate holding watch over the gravel corridor. I raised both arms high, shifting weight knuckle to knuckle. The huge shape flexed and danced along the bricks. Just me and the giant on the wall.