Deny Thy Father

[<] [>]  by C. Scott Davis [@]

22 October 2009

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Drabble Challenge #47

Prompt: conflicted

I, alone, attend his burial.

There was no funeral. No one mourns his death -- many celebrate it -- but as his daughter I am here.

They say he asked for me, near the end, but I didn't go to him. The frail, wasted man that lay dying in exile bore no more resemblance to the father I remember, than did the tyrant who ordered the deaths of so many.

Everything of him dies today. I have a new life -- a new name, and when I leave here, I will never look back.

"I hate you," I whisper, through tears of grief.



Alternate Drabbles

TitleDate Posted
On the Grounds of Expediency [bonus]31 May 2012


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