Nika's movement was sudden and shocking as a gunshot, his words moreso.
They made sense. Perfect, beautiful, transcendent sense.
Even as they were given to the murderer, they fit into Polya's mind like a key into a copy of the same lock.
You couldn't face the uncertainty.
you can be certain of rejection. And in turn, you feel vindicated...
Polya had touched with intimacy the joints and facets of a life that moved only to the will of fear.
He, the murderer, was nothing. His fear was nothing. Better; a cumbersome, shabby object of no shame or value, fit to be set down at the roadside when it was needed no more.
Watching, awestruck, Polya comprehended that Nika, the magnificent bastard, was doing something gloriously cruel.
Polya wanted to embrace him in graitude and laugh with joy.
Nika had given Polya the incomparable gift of the ability to pity the murderer before he killed him.
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Date: 2007-10-10 07:27 am (UTC)They made sense. Perfect, beautiful, transcendent sense.
Even as they were given to the murderer, they fit into Polya's mind like a key into a copy of the same lock.
You couldn't face the uncertainty.
you can be certain of rejection. And in turn, you feel vindicated...
Polya had touched with intimacy the joints and facets of a life that moved only to the will of fear.
He, the murderer, was nothing. His fear was nothing. Better; a cumbersome, shabby object of no shame or value, fit to be set down at the roadside when it was needed no more.
Watching, awestruck, Polya comprehended that Nika, the magnificent bastard, was doing something gloriously cruel.
Polya wanted to embrace him in graitude and laugh with joy.
Nika had given Polya the incomparable gift of the ability to pity the murderer before he killed him.