The TravelerA Story by ben“Alright, alright, I understand.” That said, he pushes up off
his haunches in wanting to have a closer look at the wooden crate strapped upon
the makeshift cart. Less than a yard away,
not a sound is heard coming out from inside and as his eyes go to dissecting the
wooden crate down to its slats showing off a quarter inch gap, it is the air flowing
through that tells of soiled hay. Shaking his head in disappointment, and knowing he must, he
steps towards the two clutching what used to be a working eye. “What’s in the
box,” he asks. The one nearest has no problem poking out sizzling words said through
clenched teeth. “A f*****g rooster and its dumbass handler, you a*****e!” Pissed about the filth, his fingers go to work in being all
about delivering an agonizing death. Stretched and at the ready, he lets go the
taunt bowstring that has him witnessing the arrow lodging deep within the man’s
throat. Immediately after, delicate hands wrap bloody fingers around the narrow
shaft of the arrow. Wanting to help the man out in removing the obstruction, he
walks over and after a hard twist, he is able to pull the arrow free from the
man’s throat. Thankless are the dead eyes that has him focusing on the other
moaning about being kept alive. Never, he thinks, and making use of the arrow
one more time, out comes a blade that will make sure there is nothing left of either’s
life before he sets about in looking for a crowbar. © 2022 ben |
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