Thursday, October 12, 2006
New Beginning 140
The guards shoved Telric into the darkness. One of them added a boot to send him rolling though the stink of rotting straw and sewage. As the cell's iron-braced door slammed shut on laughter, Telric tangled in his chains and banged ungracefully against something. It was softer than he'd expected, but with sharp protrusions: Bones, he realized. A person. A fury of pummeling elbows, fists and feet rained on him then. An elbow landed in his gut and the air whooshed painfully from his lungs As Telric fought to breathe, the stinking figure crouched above him, a silent menace in the gloom. The figure leaned forward, gripped Telric's hair to peer in his face. Even in the dimness Telric saw the snarl on the painfully thin features.
"Watch it," snarled his attacker in Erinasu nearly as bad as his own before flinging Telric back against the ground. Something best left unnamed squished under his cheek.
Telric pushed himself into a corner. He brought his knees up to his chin in a protective pose and rubbed his wrists where the manacles chafed.
“We don’t want any trouble from you,” the bony man said. “That there is Murkdel the murderer. Over there,” he pointed with a twig-like finger, “that’s Sudrip the defiler of nuns. Me -- I’m Bukrab, the orphanage burner.”
Not knowing what to say, Telric just grunted.
Telric cleared his throat. “I’m innocent,” he said.
His words brought forth a gale of laughter.
“No, really. All I said was, Isn’t October a little early to be putting up the holiday lights?”
Opening: Writtenwyrdd.....Continuation: ril