The Dacian Enigma (Vialegio Book 1) by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub

Brasus did not have long to wait. The second night following the storm while Brasus sat warming his hand near the smoky fire, the door scraped open and the Snake entered the hovel. ‘Still alive, demon?’ he hissed. ‘You exist under a charmed spell.’ The Snake stood over him and pointed his wicked knife at his face.

The Snake smirked and whispered, ‘The rival gang received their bloody broken gift today splayed naked in the alleyway and have fled our boundaries.’ The Snake snarled, ‘You have served me well, demon,’ and moved the knife point close to Brasus’ eyes.

It was a mistake. Brasus slumped down and gazing up fearfully at the Snake to deceive him, moved with lightening speed and grabbed and twisted the knife hand down into the smoky glowing fire. He wrapped his other arm around the Snake’s head and pulled him down, breaking his nose on his iron hard knee.

The Snake, shaken and stunned with shattered face bones and blood streaming down his face, squirmed like a toad in the merciless grip, and screamed as his knife hand blackened, blistered and burnt with the sizzling skin bursting open. Brasus let go of his victim’s ruined hand and swifter than a serpent’s strike clasped the Snake’s throat in a vicious bear claw grip. The throat bones collapsed and shattered, and after shaking his victim like a dog with a rat, he threw the lifeless body to one side with disgust.

For a long time Brasus stayed still, breathing in deep ragged breaths to calm his rage. He cackled and drew out his own sharpened blade. With deft surgical strokes he beheaded the bloody pile of dead flesh. He carved a rough wooden stake from a dead branch fossicked from the undergrowth and rammed the dripping head onto the stake.

He cut out the eyes and threw them into the glowing red embers. He watched impassively as the eyes first danced in the coals then burst open and roasted into twisted blackened fragments.

He slid the blade down through the belly and removed the viscera. He sliced off the genitals. The purplish snake coils of the gut he tossed aside. The genitals he shoved into the severed head’s blood streaked mouth. He ripped out the liver, heart and kidneys, sliced them and fried them in a greased pan on the fire. His new friend would enjoy a few treats during the next visit.

Delicious aromas of aromatic fat sizzling filled the hovel. Brasus broke the rib cage with a heavy stone and sliced and tore out the lungs which he tossed onto the viscera pile. He cut off the hands and feet and tossed these aside. Finally he cut off the forearm with the S shaped mark and hung this on a leather cord to smoke and cure later over the fire.

Satisfied with his gruesome work, Brasus said an ode of gratitude to the Dacian war gods for granting him justice and revenge on the gang leader. He had been forced to forgo his honour to sublimate himself before the gang leader in order to survive.

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