The Two Hundredth and Fifty First of One Thousand and One Nights – by Amalaric

Having spurned his final meal and made his own peace with the Maker, the condemned prisoner obediently stripped to the waist and submitted to tight shackles on his wrists, which were pinioned behind his muscular back, and looser restraints- permitting a shuffle- on his bare ankles.

Left to reflect on matters of his own choice in a narrow holding cell, the dawn would arrive all too soon.

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1 thought on “The Two Hundredth and Fifty First of One Thousand and One Nights – by Amalaric

  1. It is such a waste to execute such a handsome virile hunk. Instead he should be sentenced to life-long hard labor without any piece of clothes in a most harsh state penitentiary.

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