| Saturday, December 20, 2008 |
 Fiction: The Nameless Thief by Sarah Ford - 10:29:16 PM - Dan |
Today we bring you The Nameless Thief by Sarah Ford, in our short tales section. The author describes this short story as a comedy/adventure/mystery about what would happen to a thief who got caught...
His eyes were shut. He didn’t want to open them. His sensitive nose – curse it – could smell the rotting flesh of the corpse below him. It could even smell his own blood, hardening around his gaping wounds. His perfect ears – curse them – could hear the rats scurrying around the room and quenching their hunger on his lifeless companion. His arms – curse them – felt as if they were going to tear. The metal around his wrists and ankles, and the cold, damp rocks against his shirtless, wounded back, felt like cubes of ice. He did not know for how long he had been hanging from the walls, for how long he had been bleeding and shivering in the night’s bitter frost, but he knew that the sun’s warm rays only brought his final doom. In his half senseless state, it seemed as if he had been hanging for nearly a year now. And yet for only for a minute now.Thank you, Sarah!  |
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