Crime and Punishment
Here's a so-short-it's-almost-a-drabble ficlet about Connor, written for still_grrr's "opera" prompt.
The song I chose was from The Mikado, by Gilbert and Sullivan.
Crime and Punishment
There was once a man who hated all things, and consigned them to the darkness.
He murdered, he raped, he stole, he destroyed.
He tore lives apart, laughing as he did so, and pulled the innocent and helpless down into darkness, where they would never know light, or mercy, or hope, ever again.
He was a monster.
Then came the judge, jury, executioner - the one man who knew what needed doing, and was strong enough to do it.
He looked upon the monster, and saw what he was.
And he said, rightly, “Let the punishment fit the crime.”
So they built a prison of glass and steel, and they locked the monster inside, and threw away the key, and they dropped him into the darkest depths, where he would never know light, or mercy, or hope, ever again.
And it was good.
The song I chose was from The Mikado, by Gilbert and Sullivan.
Crime and Punishment
There was once a man who hated all things, and consigned them to the darkness.
He murdered, he raped, he stole, he destroyed.
He tore lives apart, laughing as he did so, and pulled the innocent and helpless down into darkness, where they would never know light, or mercy, or hope, ever again.
He was a monster.
Then came the judge, jury, executioner - the one man who knew what needed doing, and was strong enough to do it.
He looked upon the monster, and saw what he was.
And he said, rightly, “Let the punishment fit the crime.”
So they built a prison of glass and steel, and they locked the monster inside, and threw away the key, and they dropped him into the darkest depths, where he would never know light, or mercy, or hope, ever again.
And it was good.