Award Winning Author
THROUGH ME THE WAY INTO THE WOEFUL CITY,
THROUGH ME THE WAY INTO THE ETERNAL PAIN,
THROUGH ME THE WAY AMONG THE LOST PEOPLE,
JUSTICE MOVED MY MAKER ON HIGH,
DIVINE POWER MADE ME AND SUPREME WISDOM AND PRIMAL LOVE;
BEFORE ME NOTHING WAS CREATED BUT ETERNAL THINGS
AND I ENDURE ETERNALLY
ABANDON EVERY HOPE, YE THAT ENTER. --- Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy
I heard his footfalls, as I do everyday. He stopped in front of my cell as he does everyday. He smiled his evil smile and said, “Are you ready boy?”
Everyday I am given a task to complete. And if accomplished, I will be set free. However, the tasks are always inexecutable.
“Today,” said he, “I want you to write a story. It must be exactly seventy-nine words and have a plot and characterization.”
“Damn you to hell warden!”
