Having suffered the kick

Having suffered the kick, he crouched like a fetus, bearing and savoring the long forgotten feeling of pain. Pain? He opened his eyes in shock – and immediately felt such a surge of pain, such as someone had dug into his irises with a pointed knife. He clawed his hands out of reflex and held them awkwardly before his still tearing eyes to shade them from the afternoon light. Pain? He started laughing, and groaning – each time he did, his abdomen experienced a sharp pain from his first injury in a long time.

At the same time, everything that was happening to him, a young woman across the road observed in shock. For she had seen with her own eyes how the old man popped into existence out of a slit of black.


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