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Author: Aischylos |
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Date Posted: 15:56:18 10/23/04 Sat Solemn steps lead the boy forward in line, dark eyes watching as each before him is auctioned off, man and beast. Raw skin itches and chaffes beneath rough bonds with each advancement, leading him closer and closer to his new master. An accepting look settles into his face. There was nothing to be done about it, he had displeased his master in some way and now would have another. The luck of the bid was the only thing he could put hope in, and he didn't dare hope. They had let him keep his clothes, he could be thankful for that. He had seen the field slaves at their work and knew he would not survive it, and he did lay small hope in that someone would wish him to resume the duties he had occupied at his former hold. Jolted by a shove from behind, an unruly slave raging against his captivity and recieving his due punishment, Aischylos turned his eyes up to the center ring and stepped forward. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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