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toscas_kiss) wrote2004-10-26 11:11 am
toscas_kiss) wrote2004-10-26 11:11 am
WK 'Written' drabble: "Contrition"
A disturbing little ficlet written for the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
wk_100 'Written' challenge. Rated R.
Sister Maria knew they had finally broken the demon when she came to deliver the breakfast gruel, one bitter autumn morning seven months after his arrival. A glance inside the cell was all she needed.
Father Peter had spared no effort, had tried numerous ways to drive the Evil from the boy; sermons, exorcisms, night-long vigils, beatings, fasting…
The latter had left the boy’s body incapable of producing piss or faecal matter, so he had used the only liquid available to him; gnawed on his wrists so he could inscribe his contrition in crimson across the four grey walls:
schuldigschuldigschuldigschuldigschuldig
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wk_100 'Written' challenge. Rated R. Sister Maria knew they had finally broken the demon when she came to deliver the breakfast gruel, one bitter autumn morning seven months after his arrival. A glance inside the cell was all she needed.
Father Peter had spared no effort, had tried numerous ways to drive the Evil from the boy; sermons, exorcisms, night-long vigils, beatings, fasting…
The latter had left the boy’s body incapable of producing piss or faecal matter, so he had used the only liquid available to him; gnawed on his wrists so he could inscribe his contrition in crimson across the four grey walls:
schuldigschuldigschuldigschuldigschuldig
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