sinfulsculs
ꜱᴄʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴘʟᴏꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴇᴄʜᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴡɴ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛɪᴢᴇɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ʟ'ᴍᴀɴʙᴜʀɢ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴀʟ ᴅᴀʏꜱ ᴄʀᴜᴍʙʟᴇ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴅᴏᴏᴍꜱᴅᴀʏ.
"ᴘʜɪʟ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴍᴇ... ᴘʜɪʟ, ᴋɪʟʟ ᴍᴇ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ.." ᴡɪʟʙᴜʀ ᴘʟᴇᴀᴅᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʜɪꜱ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ, ꜱᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ ʙʏ ʜɪꜱ ᴏᴡɴ ꜱᴏɴ, ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴏʏᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ ᴅʀᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴜᴘ, ɢʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴜɴ, ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴇᴀᴅ.
A story roughly based on the song O Children by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, i reccomend listening to the song before reading or while reading. I hope you enjoy!