Not To Be Forgiven

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Modern Day Fable

Submitted: March 13, 2013

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They dragged his bloody red body out to the town square to prepare for a proper execution. He had lots of pain coming for violating important law.
Dozens of police were at strict attention with all hands wrapped securely around deadly silver guns. Crowds started to multiply to even larger sizes.
One of the police could no longer control his anger. He went to the prisoner and slammed him in the mouth. Broken bits of white fell to the pavement.
Other members of the blue uniformed police approached the officer and took their time pulling him away. They had no love for the condemned.
The day was gray with a normally yellow sun now a dull white disc behind the unhappy clouds. A feeling of emotion filled every bit of atmosphere.
The judicial master took his place in the square. His black shadow was a nearly invisible wisp on the gray ground due to the poor weather.
He unrolled the scroll in his hands. The cream surface held in crimson script the sentence now to be delivered. A masked executioner obeyed.
Later the yellow sun reappeared. No one would dare again to commit the crime of hurting an animal. Dogs. Cats. Or the one harmed this time. Pig.


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