Wednesday, June 10, 2009


A hand seized his bony throat, threw him down.
Young Chrono now stood astride Old Salo, his knife point pricking Salo’s chest. Beatrice knelt by Salo’s head, a rock poised to smash his head to bits.
“go on kill me,” said Salo raspingly. “You’d be doing me a favor. I wish I were dead. I wish to god I’d never been assembled and started up in the first place. Kill me, put me out of my misery, and go see him. He;s asking for you.”
“Who is?” said Beatrice.
“Your poor husband – my former friend Winston Niles Rumfoord,” said Salo
*The Sirens of Titan – Kurt Vonnegut

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