BURNING THEIR LIES
Table & Coding © Hickey; 354 words
BURNING MY DREAMS
How strange was it that someone as small and odd natured as Bastion was had the power to force others to submit to his will? Of course he had done this before he had joined up with this group but he was actually flourishing here. He was given a rank where he could force his will on others and nothing would be said about it. At least in his mind no one should speak or act against his wishes. He saw himself to be above any sort of punishment. But then again he had thought that about himself before he ever had a rank. He had always thought more of himself than others thought of him.
Bastion allowed for the stick to be removed from his hand, he had to seeing as he had demanded it. He then shifted out of the way so that Denver would be able to draw the attention of the turtle to himself. Of course such a task wasn't so difficult as long as sticks were continually placed in front of the amphibian's face. Bastion kept an eye on Denver to make sure he kept up with his part of it as he eased his way behind the shelled creature.
It was without hesitation that he grabbed the turtle by its small tail and yanked on it. The animal didn't come free as easily as Bastion had imagined it would. Still that did nothing to discourage him. Instead he placed a hand down on the shell and tugged harder. It took him a few attempts, and the switching of his hand in order to tug the shell in the opposite direction as he was pulling the flesh of the turtle itself, to make any progress at all. What he got in result was not at all what had been expected. Instead of getting a naked turtle he had ended up ripping off the tail. Still his curiosity wasn't satisfied and he made to rip apart the shell instead, tugging the top and bottom in opposite directions until he finally managed to crack it open and find a mess inside. |