When the victorious general entered the conquered castle, he noticed a soldier with his back to him, who was smashing with a mighty club the corpse of an archer, turning it into pulp.
‘Enough!’ the general said.
The soldier turned – a long arrow was stuck in his left eye-socket.
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I write as a way of life: stories, blogs, articles, almost-poems. I'm a freelancer, a vegetarian, and I listen to Leonard Cohen and enjoy French films. We are dying a little more with each new day we live, so shouldn't we make the most of our time?
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boy with a hat 
Must be something in the air today.
I started writing today’s story as one about war and changed my mind halfway through it..
Strange! Curious! Peculiar!
gnarly!
That’s a funny word Gabriela. I haven’t heard it before. 🙂
Gnarly is when you’ve gone beyond radical.
ps can I just say: thank you for getting my name right. For a lot of people I’m gabriel, and even gab. So, praise you for spotting the a!!
I think your picture makes it quite clear that you’re a Gabriela and not a Gabriel.
hell hath no fury like a scorned eye socket….
Well…
That’s hilarious!!!
I really like the image you chose for this post.
I like it too! That’s why I’ve chosen it. 🙂
When is enough enough? In this case, I think never. Nice turn of events and extremely abrupt reversal of sympathies. Jars the mind to visualize it. In simpler words, nice story 🙂
I bet my hat it happened many a time on the battlefield.
You’d be keepin’ your hat on that bet, my friend. Never had the unpleasant experience that a battlefield provides, but I’ve known a few well that have and I could see the difference in their eyes afterwords.