Of Saints and Sinners
A condemned man sits in prison, waiting to die.
The public wants to crucify him.
The warden wants to hang him.
The gaoler wants to beat him.
The priest wants to save his soul.
Owain is no saint, and he would even go so far as to say he's too evil to be called something as redeemable as a sinner. He's killed six men, and that's just what he's in prison for this time. He's no stranger to rape, assault, theft, or any number of heinous crimes. He's spent more nights in a jail cell than his own home, and now it will be the last bed he knows.
But before he goes, he's got a conscience that needs clearing. The priest probably doesn't really care, he figures. Maybe the priest might use him as an example to get unruly children to behave, but he needs to talk. He's got the rest of his life to tell his story, after all.
A condemned man sits in prison, waiting to die.
The public wants to crucify him.
The warden wants to hang him.
The gaoler wants to beat him.
The priest wants to save his soul.
Owain is no saint, and he would even go so far as to say he's too evil to be called something as redeemable as a sinner. He's killed six men, and that's just what he's in prison for this time. He's no stranger to rape, assault, theft, or any number of heinous crimes. He's spent more nights in a jail cell than his own home, and now it will be the last bed he knows.
But before he goes, he's got a conscience that needs clearing. The priest probably doesn't really care, he figures. Maybe the priest might use him as an example to get unruly children to behave, but he needs to talk. He's got the rest of his life to tell his story, after all.
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A condemned man sits in prison, waiting to die.
The public wants to crucify him.
The warden wants to hang him.
The gaoler wants to beat him.
The priest wants to save his soul.
Owain is no saint, and he would even go so far as to say he's too evil to be called something as redeemable as a sinner. He's killed six men, and that's just what he's in prison for this time. He's no stranger to rape, assault, theft, or any number of heinous crimes. He's spent more nights in a jail cell than his own home, and now it will be the last bed he knows.
But before he goes, he's got a conscience that needs clearing. The priest probably doesn't really care, he figures. Maybe the priest might use him as an example to get unruly children to behave, but he needs to talk. He's got the rest of his life to tell his story, after all.
