Zabyva in Flickering Shadow

The television screen flickered on across the room, casting a violent blue glow over the dark floorboards. I moved beneath the wooden console to stay out of sight. A low, reverberating roar shook the speaker mesh. On screen, a giant silhouette rose through smoke and destroyed a concrete bridge without hesitation. Pure power, unbothered by whatever it crushed beneath its feet. I stayed pressed against the wooden baseboard, watching every stomp. It understood that weakness is a liability. When the sequence ended and the screen cut to a dull commercial, I stepped back into the shadow of the cabinet. A useful reference. #TADC #DigitalCircus #Zabyva