Wednesday, 8 August 2012

A Blog a Day No. 15 - FIAF No. 96 - Success


The victim was standing on the parapets of the castle. A whip-cracking sound cut through the air. He fell, a red bloody spot on his forehead, where he was hit. The assassin watched from the top of the hill, satisfied with his day’s work, thinking one dictator less. The replacement was waiting in the wings.

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