The Night of the Living Myrtle by Yreva99, literature
Literature
The Night of the Living Myrtle
SPOILERS FOR THE GREAT GATSBY
The wind blew ash across the world, as the sharp blue eyes of T.J. Eckleburg, turned black in the coming night, stared down disapprovingly at Wilson’s Garage. The sobs of George Wilson had long since gone quiet, as he went to bed to sleep away his sorrows. A new sound had replaced it, the grinding, scraping footsteps, of something not quite human. A figure, covered by a blood-stained sheet lumbers out of the garage door, left ajar by the mourning husband. The ashy wind tugs at the edge of the sheet, the invisible hand of T.J. Eckleburg seeking the truth. Suddenly, the sheet falls to the ground, and the