Five-minute fiction - 00:11-00:16
What? No. No, most certainly not, I hope youre not the brains of the operation, if so, Im amazed that you two have managed to last as long as you have. Now, do you know who I am?
Grim and Darker nodded. They were a bit battered, and well, bruised as well, the guards at the gate hadnt been the happiest when theyd been awoken by the half-drunken ravings of their colleague and had decided that they, Grim and Darker, were clearly the reason for the shortened sleeping period, and wished to visit upon them a degree of pain, if not equal to their sufferings as guards, then in the general area. And now they found themselves on their knees, manacled, in from of Precepts Mon, possibly the most powerful person in the whole of the City, if one could believe the hype.
Youre Precepts Mon, Grim said with a wince. It hurt every time he breathed. I think Ive broken a rib.
Lucky then, those boys at the gate showed a fair amount of restraint if Ill be honest, Precepts Mon said from where he sat on the dais. The council chambers of the Cratic Council was empty this early in the morning, assassins and politicians seemed to share similar business hours, as in as infrequent as possible. But the old man was there, and the Precepts was old, if one were to believe the stories, he was nearly a hundred, and he looked it.
What? No. No, most certainly not, I hope youre not the brains of the operation, if so, Im amazed that you two have managed to last as long as you have. Now, do you know who I am?
Grim and Darker nodded. They were a bit battered, and well, bruised as well, the guards at the gate hadnt been the happiest when theyd been awoken by the half-drunken ravings of their colleague and had decided that they, Grim and Darker, were clearly the reason for the shortened sleeping period, and wished to visit upon them a degree of pain, if not equal to their sufferings as guards, then in the general area. And now they found themselves on their knees, manacled, in from of Precepts Mon, possibly the most powerful person in the whole of the City, if one could believe the hype.
Youre Precepts Mon, Grim said with a wince. It hurt every time he breathed. I think Ive broken a rib.
Lucky then, those boys at the gate showed a fair amount of restraint if Ill be honest, Precepts Mon said from where he sat on the dais. The council chambers of the Cratic Council was empty this early in the morning, assassins and politicians seemed to share similar business hours, as in as infrequent as possible. But the old man was there, and the Precepts was old, if one were to believe the stories, he was nearly a hundred, and he looked it.