Grief Assassins
"Grief can be the garden of compassion." –Rumi
Wise, true words indeed--but what happens if that grief-sown garden begins to wither away beneath the deadened dregs of apathy and neglect that remain after grief’s tsunami wave carries all else out to sea? In the fourth story in my new collection The Knife and the Wound It Deals, mysterious beings from another dimension cross into ours in order to help regulate the complex, confounding corridors of the human psyche--but when one Grief Assassin goes too far, the results are far from what he ever could have imagined or desired…
Grief Assassins
Marquisha’s bottomless well of pain had almost swallowed him whole. And yet it wasn’t an entirely empty well, either. There was still love and passion and life in there along with all that pain. It just hadn’t found its way to the surface yet. But now she had her hand wrapped around the pistol that would end any chance that it ever would. If he was going to act, it would have to be now. He was, after all, a Grief Assassin. That’s the job he had been sent to do, and this time he was going to do it right...
To read "Grief Assassins" and twelve more gothic tales of strange and fantastic happenings, visit the link below to purchase my new short story collection The Knife and the Wound It Deals in paperback or e-book version.
http://www.amazon.com/The-Knife-Wound...
Wise, true words indeed--but what happens if that grief-sown garden begins to wither away beneath the deadened dregs of apathy and neglect that remain after grief’s tsunami wave carries all else out to sea? In the fourth story in my new collection The Knife and the Wound It Deals, mysterious beings from another dimension cross into ours in order to help regulate the complex, confounding corridors of the human psyche--but when one Grief Assassin goes too far, the results are far from what he ever could have imagined or desired…
Grief Assassins
Marquisha’s bottomless well of pain had almost swallowed him whole. And yet it wasn’t an entirely empty well, either. There was still love and passion and life in there along with all that pain. It just hadn’t found its way to the surface yet. But now she had her hand wrapped around the pistol that would end any chance that it ever would. If he was going to act, it would have to be now. He was, after all, a Grief Assassin. That’s the job he had been sent to do, and this time he was going to do it right...
To read "Grief Assassins" and twelve more gothic tales of strange and fantastic happenings, visit the link below to purchase my new short story collection The Knife and the Wound It Deals in paperback or e-book version.
http://www.amazon.com/The-Knife-Wound...
Published on October 25, 2012 20:32
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