Hugh MacLennan
Joined February 2021
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The Aristocrat's body
The two thieves were ecstatic at the sight of the dead body, their jobs had already been done for them. There, in the middle of the alleyway, propped up against a crumbling wall, an aristocrat, glass-eyed and expired. He wore a white military uniform, it was supplemented with his own red in three places over his heart. His face was neutral, fine, eyes lazily open, mouth closed, he died either ready or utterly unaware. Bits of gold sparkled on the corpse, washing with glory the rubble strewn alleyway.
By Hugh MacLennan3 years ago in Criminal