Posts by araffi

The king.

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And every night, before he fell asleep, the king would sharpen his sword and count the coins that slipped through his fingers.

A Different Species.

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He stared at me with a look that struggled to seem  Indifferent, yet wanted me to notice. “Aren’t you a clever boy.” He said.  The words crawled up from deep inside of him and  dripped from his lips like vinegar.  I could see a smile in his eyes through  his emanating disdain for me. His…