This week’s Photo by Alex Iby
It was dark and cold. He shivered, then realised he was soaked to the skin.
He felt heavy and laden, his feet bound and his movements restricted.
Suddenly he remembered being tossed overboard by some drunken louts for no other reason than they felt like it.
Anger gave him strength. They would rue the day of their actions.
Self preservation pushed him upwards towards the surface.
His hands reached into the crisp air, unseen and silent.
Their faces were imprinted on his mind and he would have his revenge.
They could only kill him once, and they’d already done that.
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