Following the New Paradigm

The wolves bayed outside the conference room. Tom crept forward, knife at the ready. Paul struggled against his bonds, but the telephone cords were strong and tightly knotted.

"I've got obligations, you must understand," Tom said, eyes wide and pleading. He glanced at the door. "I have to deliver positive outcomes. The shareholders demand results. The system is sick, Paul, but I'm only another cog in the machine. You know that, don't you?" He licked his lips. His hand quivered as the blade touched the exposed flesh of Paul's neck. "I don't want to have to do this," he lied.

Prompt: Stalked by the Avenger of Blood (Numbers 35:16)

Inspired by a prompt from Loren Eaton

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He who kills a man with a metal weapon, he will meet me and I shall pierce his heart. He who kills a man with a stone, he will meet me and I shall sink him down. He who kills a man with a wooden tool, he will meet me and I will crush his bones.

Metal, stone, and wood; you have touched none of these. You said nothing. You did nothing.

You have murdered with nothing. You have killed with words.

You will meet me, and I will speak your name.

I am blood. Hear my voice.

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God of War

It took seven days for the crying voices to stop. Three more until the groans ceased. By that time, the ground had dried to a mottled brown. Strange things would grow from soil that drank so deeply. On the eleventh day, everything was silent save for the croaking of the carrion birds.

Only then did the scarred man rise and heave his rucksack across his shoulder. It looked heavy as sin, but he handled it as though it were a balloon.

“I told ‘em,” he said. “I told ‘em what’d happen.”

If he sought absolution, the battlefield made no answer.