They kept him away from the other prisoners. Nobody wanted to be around him once they found out. Which was a little unfair in his opinion. Some of the prisoners that avoided him had done some terrible, terrible things. Had killed, robbed and violated so many innocents.
The being he had killed was no innocent. It called itself a messenger of the divine and it came with the intention of reducing the entire kingdom to ash and dust. And all the citizens accepted that judgement but him. He alone decided this could not come to pass.
So he crafted a forbidden weapon using methods that had been outlawed centuries before his grandfather's birth. And it worked. The danger was averted but he was immediately arrested for a crime so heinous to the others that it did not have a name.
They would not execute him, his blood was considered so tainted that they dared not spill it. Banishment would not work either, every moment he was out of sight would be torture as they drove thwmselves to madness wondering what taboo he might break next.
So they kept him out of sight and in chains for the meantime. He found acceptance within himself in the first week but it eroded over time. By the end of the first year, he could no longer bear their ingratitude.
So he freed himself (it wasn't very hard) and found a new home where no one had ever heard his name or his so-called crime.
Wow! A little story! I can see influences from some of what I've been watching recently but it's a start. If I'm going to write, some days it will be easier than others.
But anyway, head on over here for the details and prompt to write your own freewrite today.
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