Thursday, March 21, 2013

Daily Story #12

Due to reasons of practicability and health, today's will be the last of the daily stories. More stuff hopefully in the future, maybe not.


When I was first seen, it didn't take long for the news of my arrival to soak rapidly through the filthy town. By the time I had made it to the square, I was surrounded by excitement, cheers and applause! There were the helpless - a beggar with the plague, a statesman with lime green nasal eruptions, a stable boy with a recently inverted face – All begging for my touch. To the watching crowd I raised my hands, spreading an attentive hush.

I had them enraptured, in awe, as I carefully drilled holes in the tops of my patients’ heads.

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