Post fight
In a rush of blood, the fight was over. Dripping and snarling, they let their hearts slow down. Antlers pulsed with the knowledge of war. Skin hung in flaps off the bark sampled forests. It was one blue eye that looked out on a broken landscape of hearts and anger. One lay down to end the fight and the party began.
Masters cheered and hugged. Money changed hands. This was the recipe of conquest.
Duke pulled the switch and water rushed across the floor to cleanse it. Marble glistened, blood-free, in sudden sparkling new-morning clarity.
He flailed his way in an off-balance gait to the healers. He needed to be put back together sharpish for the festivities. The man was huge with the head of an elk.
He left red footprints for the gods that watched or cared.
Funeral curtains flapped slowly in a breeze coming off the stagnant river outside. Dishes of flowers and scented candles tried and failed to fight the stink.
The fighter lay back on the healer’s bed.
The healer came out dressed in white. The bandages across her face were red and wet around the eyes. The stigmata of her eyes marked her profession. She saw with her metal fingers.
Needles hissed under each nail as she ran her fingertips over the fighter’s long body.
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Masters cheered and hugged. Money changed hands. This was the recipe of conquest.
Duke pulled the switch and water rushed across the floor to cleanse it. Marble glistened, blood-free, in sudden sparkling new-morning clarity.
He flailed his way in an off-balance gait to the healers. He needed to be put back together sharpish for the festivities. The man was huge with the head of an elk.
He left red footprints for the gods that watched or cared.
Funeral curtains flapped slowly in a breeze coming off the stagnant river outside. Dishes of flowers and scented candles tried and failed to fight the stink.
The fighter lay back on the healer’s bed.
The healer came out dressed in white. The bandages across her face were red and wet around the eyes. The stigmata of her eyes marked her profession. She saw with her metal fingers.
Needles hissed under each nail as she ran her fingertips over the fighter’s long body.
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