Saturday, July 3, 2010

Sacrifice (This includes all 3 Parts)

The children had quit crying and now sat clinging, terrified, to their mother. Her pleas were silenced by his chanting. The words of the ritual echoed deep within her and her body began to dance to the flickering candles against her will. She was a lamb being sent to the slaughter house. With fear in her eyes she watched as her hand picked up the blade before her. She screamed silently when her hand plunged it into her heart.


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The boy sat quietly next to the man who had taken care of him for the last six months now. He called him papa, but knew that he wasn’t. Occasionally, a lingering memory of his mother would sneak into his dreams and he would wake. The truck rattled across the icy road. A heavy wind gust picked up and the boy snuggled even closer to his papa. Papa had told him that today was Sunday and that they were headed to a church service.

***

He felt the boy move in closer and put his arm around him. The boy, a miscalculation from the last ritual, was someone he felt himself becoming attached to. He felt the heavy candles in his pockets and the cold steel of the blade in his boot; it had to end tonight. He had been searching months for the perfect sacrifice to put an end to the heavy Russian winter. He felt the truck slowing and knew this was their stop. He helped the boy out and they headed on their way to meet an unsuspecting woman and celebrate the end of winter with a sacrifice of two.

2 comments:

  1. Absolutely sensational, so powerful and compelling too , such a great read - excellent .

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  2. This is really excellent Nic. Tight, emotive writing that makes you want to read more.

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