06-27-2014, 09:55 AM
A life for a life.
Armane halted in his tracks. Giovanni pleaded with him to spare the animal. Armande stood upon the edge of a cliff, balanced there by his own intellect. Would a loving father allow a rattlesnake to escape when his children played in the yard nearby? Would a wise man set loose the captured cobra so that it might strike him in his sleep?
An eye for an eye.
The need for balance pressed upon him. The overwhelming sensation for equilibrium pulled him away from the cliff. Steps from the female creature upon whom his gaze was pierced, he stopped himself from striking her down.
A tooth for a tooth.
Behind him, Giovanni fell to his knees, but Armande did not turn to see if the young man had fallen dead. His gaze was fixed upon the creature.
"Go then. You took one life and I shall spare yours for now. Go then, creature, but know that I will not be so harmonious twice. 'Oculum pro oculo, et dentem pro dente.' Be gone, foul worm of Lucifer." A cold smile touched his lips. Armande may care not of the battle of heaven and hell, but he could wield the scriptures like spears.
He waited until he was convinced of her retreat and their safety.
Armane halted in his tracks. Giovanni pleaded with him to spare the animal. Armande stood upon the edge of a cliff, balanced there by his own intellect. Would a loving father allow a rattlesnake to escape when his children played in the yard nearby? Would a wise man set loose the captured cobra so that it might strike him in his sleep?
An eye for an eye.
The need for balance pressed upon him. The overwhelming sensation for equilibrium pulled him away from the cliff. Steps from the female creature upon whom his gaze was pierced, he stopped himself from striking her down.
A tooth for a tooth.
Behind him, Giovanni fell to his knees, but Armande did not turn to see if the young man had fallen dead. His gaze was fixed upon the creature.
"Go then. You took one life and I shall spare yours for now. Go then, creature, but know that I will not be so harmonious twice. 'Oculum pro oculo, et dentem pro dente.' Be gone, foul worm of Lucifer." A cold smile touched his lips. Armande may care not of the battle of heaven and hell, but he could wield the scriptures like spears.
He waited until he was convinced of her retreat and their safety.