Elliot Fragglehertz was a nasty bastard. One of a long line of bastards who likened themselves to a tribe who took it upon themselves to inflict maximum casualties amongst their fragile co- habitants of this delicate planet. Not fragile in the physical sense, oh no, fragile in a psychological sense. Those who are by nature of a timid disposition. The landscape of the inner worlds of their victims minds was the hunting ground for the blood thirsty Fragglehertzs.
Many timid people whose voice barely rose above a whisper were steamrolled by the juggernauts of destruction commandeered by Elliot and his uncouth sycophantic devotees.
Elliot liked to pick up the Bible and place his brutish dirty thumb on the passage which stated ' the meek shall inherit the Earth' and his mouth would spew a volcanic guffaw of irreverent laughter.
A tall, gaunt faced young man who had traded in the art of bullying and earned his stripes in the grammar schools of old England. His eyes were a vicious squinted predators eyes and quick to make an assessment of his intended victims. His teeth were stained by tobacco and fine port. He was proud that some of his handiwork had sought refuge in the final kiss of a rope. Let them hang he thought. What of it. His was the world of psychological blood sport.
Now approaching thirty eight and appointed the manager of a large engineering firm Elliot Fragglehertz was about to meet his nemesis.
A young, frail in appearance, waif like gentleman of twenty nine.
Edwin Castletower was a new recruit to the accounts division and destined to report to and interact with Fragglehertz.
What he lacked in stature and physique though was well balanced by an intelligent brain and although Fragglehertz didn't know it Edwin had already murdered three of his previous tormentors. None of which were ever attributed to him. By sheer cunning and a brass neck forged in hell, young Edwin killed only those who crossed his path and threatened his well being or made efforts to trample on his sanity.
Fragglehertz was about to enter a new world where his efforts to proceed with impunity were to be met in the same currency as his own.
The tribe of torturers were about to go hunting and find out that the bite was gargantuan compared to the timid bark of their intended victim.
Edwin Castletower did not want to inherit the Earth and he was not a spiritual young man. His philosophy was survival at all costs.
Fragglehertz was about to learn a new lesson in life.
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Weird Reads
PuisiPoems & Prose to read when your coffee is on the brew. A mixture of the light and dark in life. Strange writing from the pen of a weird mind. Caution advised before reading.
