Buying Fiction

(If my hands could do it, this would have been a drawing or maybe a comic strip. But since I have a rat’s chance of doing it remotely well, I decided to make it a story instead.)  

They look at Jason like some kind of animal. He can’t really blame them.

He has wings.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” the man begins with glee, “we have a surprise for you tonight.”

The guards jerk the chains at his hands and feet, urging him to move forward. If only he could, he would have knocked these little boys senseless minutes ago, and with a smile to the lunatics gathered in this hell hole, he would have spread his wings and taken flight.

But he can’t – every move he had, they already knew, and had prepared for.

“Let the bidding begin.”


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