Literature
CS Worlds Destroyed - Chapter 41
Chapter 41
My ears tuned away from the world, eyes stuck on one, rather unimportant thing as the gaggle of them laughed politely, only the main idiot amidst them hooting like an escaped primate- the mole beneath Zeus's neck. How with each chiding, near to die though unfortunately not dying laugh that he bellowed out into the hall as we all sat waiting for dinner to be served, how that mole sloshed and jiggled around. How the very angles and edges that barely defined him as a human being, something so simple and vague, still bred these deep seated pangs of frustration. That each and every time he glanced back over to me mid-story, he'd sta