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The Staker - Short story

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´╗┐Judith Wright: 20th Century Australian Poet Metho Drinker Under the death of winter?s leaves he lies who cried to Nothing and the terrible night to be his home and bread. ?O take from me the weight and waterfall of ceaseless Time that batters down my weakness; the knives of light whose thrust I cannot turn; the cruelty of human eyes that dare not touch nor pity.? Under the worn leaves of the winter city Safe in the house of Nothing now he lies. His white and burning girl, his woman of fire, creeps to his heart and sets a candle there to melt away the flesh that hides the bone, to eat the nerve that tethers him in Time. He will lie warm until the bone is bare and on a dead dark moon he wakes alone. It was for Death he took her; death is but this; and yet he is uneasy under her kiss and winches from that acid of her desire. ________________ The Staker Jake Thomas 3. 2. 1. FIGHT! Chihiro immediately met his opponent?s shady eyes with his after hiding his crying wounds. Recovery was vital, and every last portion of strength was vital. No swing could miss, no blocks could resist. Without hesitation, he had accepted the challenge. Preventing his insatiable addiction was impossible. Preventing satisfaction would cause harm, so his weak will walked him to the noisy arena. ...read more.


When she wanted more, his self-control was futile. He collapsed once staggering out through the exit. Waiting for him was Ekim, a loyal trainer without the intention of receiving any of Chihiro?s inheritance. But he was more than just a trainer, he was his only friend. ?Fine job out there, I witnessed the look on your face when it was nearly over. Such determination mate, where does it come from?? ?Ekim, when the light shines through your eyes and you know you have nothing left, what else is there to lose besides money?? Chihiro replied, still breathing heavily and spitting out flesh. ?And me!? Ekim darted back. ?Look, respect to your attitude and the courage which you show but-? ?Hmm? Is there something else I could be doing, oh sorry I didn?t recall the career ahead of me working a normal life as everyone else? You?re forgetting who I am, what I?ve been through and the only options that I have left after fleeing my last country. This is the only chance I have to win everything back?? Chihiro?s voice trailed off as transparent thoughts filled his head. Yes, you tell him that we must be together. The wealth, the respect, you want it don?t you? You cannot simply walk away from this building until you?re richer than ever. ?I don?t need it!? ?What are you on about?? Ekim wondered. ...read more.


All of his determination, concentration and anger behind his assaults provided the sensation of invincibility. Jab after jab, the opponents chest became battered and his face now unrecognisable. Kill, Kill, Kill! As Chihiro continued to deal damage, a surge of rage spiked from his foe. ?Raaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrgh!? He was caught off guard by a deadly uppercut, instantly destroying his jaw. Dropping to his knees, experience of painful hits nearly finished off Chihiro. He was defenceless with the intense agony distracting him from blocking. He thought this was the end, that he had come this far for nothing. Nothing mattered. No matter which move he made now, it seemed impossible to come back. You haven?t come this far, fought this hard or endured all that pain for nothing. Get up now, and finish him. Intercepting a powerful leg drop onto Chihiro?s quivering body, he repeatedly rolled away from the opponent, leapt to his feet and discarded the persistent pain. Body swaying, arms spearing forward, revenge was delivered immediately. Cornering his opponent, Chihiro gave any vigour that he had left. Any last chance of winning was left up to this moment. Closely avoiding any remaining retaliation, he ensured conquest and ended the chaotic conflict. He was the victor, rewarded with life and his treasure. But pure desire and weakness of mind controlled Chihiro. It was responsible for his victim?s death. It was responsible for the opponents who lost. The voice inside which spoke to him, his lady of fire, continuously demanded more and more. This addiction wrapped in risks and rewards was one relished temporarily, and would eventually result in disastrous decease. ...read more.

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