
The boy is beginning to understand his roots. No matter how decently he is treated now, his resentment for the damage wrought on his ancestors has to be avenged. As I peer through a small window in an operating theatre, I see a fantasy sequence playing out in his head. He is older now and feels nothing for his victim, a man who had once cared for him. Trampling on him he breaks all his bones and then forces the body through a mincer.
2 comments:
A ghastly vision, nice colours though!
By the way, you've missed the 'w' on 'rought'- I wouldn't correct a policeman's spelling, but as it's you!
but of course I knew there was something terribly wrong somewhere
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