Stories

I never said a word. There was a fire in me, burning since that afternoon. My soul, which had lain dead for so long, swelled as he spoke and flashed into flame when he looked at me – that look he had, seeing all you had done, all the ways you had killed and buried...

“This says you are a king,” I said, pounding it into the beam.
He gathered a breath and looked at me, said, “Yes.”
“Some kingdom.”
He pulled himself up to get another breath. “Not here,” he gasped, “Not yet.”

From above, it looked like war. A large crowd was moving down the hill, led by a woman who had long been going downhill and had nothing left to lose. Another large crowd was climbing toward them, led by a man with nothing to gain. They collided at the cemetery outside...