Five Sentence Fiction – Silence
Achskel stood in silence, he awaited Commander Veron to acknowledge him and a uncomfortable sweat ran across his forehead as he heard the bones crunch in his commanders mouth thinking it had been days since his last true meal. If the situation had been reversed Veron would have had him lashed for the tormented wait instead he grinned with the grease from the duck still on his lips, “What is it?” he grunted with a sly smile which highlighted the scars across both cheeks from the corner of his mouth.
“The prisoner, she has been readied for your presence,” Achskel stuttered, his clammy hands twisted behind his back he watched as Veron sucked the remaining grease from his fat fingers but looked at him the entire time with the same intense, evil glare the prisoner had given him.
A laugh, closer to a growl escaped Veron, “She killed ten before we were alarmed of her presence and almost ten more from the moment the bells rang, has she said anything of who sent her to assassinate me?”
Achskel trembled, his eyes adjusted to the floor in front of him and heard the low growl from his commander again before he spoke, “Mi’Lord, she has no tongue...she bite her own tongue off when she was finally captured.”
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