The Seduction

“I cum and glaciers tear apart…”
I told this to my best friend’s mom because I was seducing her. It's cheesy, I know.
We were dancing in the orange light of a forest fire I'd set. She was only there because he told her - her husband.
I seduced him too, both of them.
He was easy, the poetic, nostalgic type. She was harder, nostalgic, not poetic. She needed a show, something she'd knew she'd remember. She wanted to dance in the heat of a five year fire.
So now they are in love with me, and now I steal from them.
Everyone wants a piece. You see, they’d frozen themselves. He had some kind of bone disease, plus they're the nostalgic type. They'd never love another, they thought. How naïve.
My best friend cries every time I tell him things they've whispered to me - pieces of their life I’ve taken.
The world is without crime, though. It cured his bones. Everyone is poor. And I am the only qualified thief alive, maybe the richest man alive.
by Ayn