Fat drabble
Feb. 5th, 2008 11:24 pmConnor - in Quor-Toth @ age 8
A pound of flesh, no bone, no fat, no gristle, Steven heard the words. Father repeated them so many times. The child understood what they meant, a penitence, if one offered it up for oneself. Father had other ideas in mind. He told Steven how to keep a vampire alive, restrained. He promised his son that vampires could be coerced into cutting a pound of flesh from themselves, craven beasts that would do anything if you promised freedom.
Pound of flesh, Steven grinned. One day he would exact this from Angelus. He would see the monster bleed before it died.
A pound of flesh, no bone, no fat, no gristle, Steven heard the words. Father repeated them so many times. The child understood what they meant, a penitence, if one offered it up for oneself. Father had other ideas in mind. He told Steven how to keep a vampire alive, restrained. He promised his son that vampires could be coerced into cutting a pound of flesh from themselves, craven beasts that would do anything if you promised freedom.
Pound of flesh, Steven grinned. One day he would exact this from Angelus. He would see the monster bleed before it died.

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