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Fiction Flash
The two men sat down at the table with their drinks.
“It is what the world is coming to Jimmy,” the older man said to the younger, “It used to be civilized, it used to be honorable,” he paused as he took a sip of his drink. The pause grew as the older man gazed off into the distance, memories of better times replaying before his eyes. “It was never supposed to get this bad,” he thought to himself.
Jimmy sat and waited, his mind filled with different images. He still cared for the old bastard, he had been a fair teacher, but it was obvious he could no longer be counted among those who would fight. The realization saddened him. So many seemed to have lost their vision, and with it, the will to continue the struggle.
“Damn it!” the older man cursed, “It used to mean something,” he said, “It used to count as something, and now it is just predators and prey. You are either killing or you are getting killed, the wolf or the sheep, and damn it, I ain’t sheep!”
Jimmy nodded, and sipped his drink as he pondered what he heard. It was true; many of the others had seemed to turn into mercenaries. The predators feeding off of the prey but that image disgusted him. His mind whirled as he stared off into the distance, and considered the problem.
A single stray thought tickled the back of his mind, and carefully slipped it's way forward. Yes, it was true that life had become cheep. Yes, it was true that most of the Brothers had turned against their calling. And yes it was true that if you were not very careful, you could end up dead; a stepping stone for a killer wishing to make a name. But one more thing was true as well.
Yes, there are wolves, and yes there are sheep. But there are also shepherds too. And they protected the weak from the forces of nature that would grind them under it’s heel.
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