Robbing the Underworld
Sydney must steal from the gods themselves to fulfill a promise (dedicated to my grandma)
One, two…
Two men so similar in appearance, yet so different in every other way. One wasted away like one who died young, a life stolen by alcohol and apathy. The other, a shining example of morality. How I wished to change places with him, to rob him of the life I wanted! In an ironic twist, I got my wish.
Ten, eleven, twelve…
Twelve years ago I made my promise to Lucie. “... there is a man alive who would give his life to keep a life you love beside you,” my exact words. For her, I would beg, borrow, steal - and I did. When I smuggled Darnay out of prison, I stole from the gods themselves.
Eighteen, nineteen, twenty…
Twenty bodies pile up like a sickening pirate’s horde. So many lives taken in their prime, and for what? Liberty? Equality? Fraternity? No! Death, so much death. So many stolen souls. Surely they can spare one. They won’t even know he’s gone until it’s too late!
Twenty-two, twenty-three…
Twenty-three times the blade falls, and with its final blow, I fulfill my promise. I’ve succeeded in robbing the Underworld.
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Morgan Rhianna Bland
I'm an aroace brain AVM survivor from Tennessee. My illness left me unable to live a normal life with a normal job, so I write stories to earn money.
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