Monday, 22 October 2012

Diabolical Deeds 1: Pure of Heart

The first of Timony’s #DiabolicalDeeds challenges is to write a 100 word story inspired by the demon Ammut and two prompt words:


Ammut lived in the Egyptian underworld. In the Hall of Two Truths, Anubis weighed the heart of a person against Ma'at, the goddess of truth.  If the heart was judged to be not pure, Ammut would devour it, and the person undergoing judgement was not allowed to continue their voyage towards immortality.  The two bonus prompts are:

achroous – colourless
adactylous – lacking fingers, toes or claws

Pure of Heart

Pure? I’m pure.

I ain’t like that that slut down the hall, walking past with that lipstick smeared slut face, stinking of sex and beer.  Smiling.  Smiling like she got something to be happy about, whilst she kicks cigarette buts down the corridor an’ brings home a different man every night.  I know what she was doing in there.  She ain’t pure.  I am.  Get it, Ammat, Ammut, Ammit whatever your name is?  I’m pure. 

It ain’t fair, what you’re doing.  I want my bits back. Fingers. Toes. Colour.  I prayed all my life. I’m pure.  You owe me.


Kern Windwraith said...

So freaking fabulous! I love, love, love, love, LOVE this. So unexpected! Utterly delightful! You marvellous Meg, you! First belly laugh of the day.

Emilia Quill said...

Thanks for the laugh :)
I love how the pacing evokes the character. "whatever your name is?" I suspect they're not getting bits back...

David A Ludwig said...

Ah, religion. At least, that's my take away from this one. Too many people practice it then get frustrated when things don't work out as well for them as other people who live more according to their heart than practices that they don't really understand.

Sorry, by the way, for being away from your site so long. Hard juggling everything I guess.

Meg McNulty said...

Thanks for your comments people :-)