The High Priest said to the Queen that the Gods had told him the new prisoner must not be sacrificed. Tonight, therefore, the flickering torches shone on no victim, and the man who had for now escaped taking up the blade, curled up tight and felt sleep might just come. But the other times still seemed right in front of him, along with his suspicion that the Queen always knew it when he lied.'Why don't you try saving them all?' Those faintly mocking eyes seemed to say. It would surely not be possible.That he never tried cut him like glass.
Neville Hunt about 6 years ago
I had to read it twice and now I get it. I fear for his future. Engaging drabble Jamie.
Jamie Clapperton about 6 years ago
Thanks Neville. :-)
Jamie Clapperton about 6 years ago
Thanks much Drew. :-)
Peter Henderson about 6 years ago
You write very sophisticated drabbles...I'm envious
Jamie Clapperton about 6 years ago
Belated thanks, Peter. I'm envious of those who can tell a good old fashioned
adventure tale! :-) Glad you're on drablr.