Socrates: A Short Story
Draco relaxes with a smile and sideways glance at Socrates, then abligingly back at the seated youth...
Yes my son, it is discerning of you, we will begin forthwith...
The young man explains his last recognizable moments when alive at draco's request...
Draco summurizes....
"Now you say you had paused to rest under a great tree when you noticed a shadow appear over you... That of a very sizeable person who growled, then shouted some obcenity...
But before you could turn to confront your assailant, he landed a mighty blow from behind... Striking you on the back of your head with what you assumed to be a large club... Naturally this was sufficient to dispatch you, and send you here...
It is as I remembered...
Now son, had you enemies in …show more content…
"Attend to it, what is this sport you seek most celebrated, DRACO..."
Socrates extends the pronunciation of his name, inferring insinuation of the lawyer's own questionable history.
"I recall your own name has lent, for good or ill, some pathos to that history of law as well friend"
"Yes, a mind misunderstood is all. Nevertheless, there is still time for humanity to embrace my good judgements"
"Draco, am I to understand it is a game you wish to play?"
"Game? I suppose you could assert that; why not?"
"Then this being the so, I propose I will play this game provided there is a winner and loser"
"Ah, now Socrates; A gambler... Truly?"
"As senseless as it sounds, I will go along, provided one of us can be declared a winner, and the other a loser"
"So be it, and who shall be our unbiased judge, but our young newcomer here, ultimately, the unraveling of his predicament will be both the goal and the prize; And as you say, one shall win, and one shall lose. Agreed?"
"I perfectly agree dear Draco"
"What a worthy opponent you are. Shall we proceed then"
"Post haste, friend"
The opaque youth interrupts to …show more content…
“Son, the space between is vast, almost infinite. Such reunions are rare if possible at all. Of all the ancient years that I have been here, I have never encountered that saintly aura that is mine own mother.”
Draco supports.
“Neither I young fellow, but this is not to say it is out of the question. However, we attend to a more present and important matter, namely, why you are not illuminated like
Yes my son, it is discerning of you, we will begin forthwith...
The young man explains his last recognizable moments when alive at draco's request...
Draco summurizes....
"Now you say you had paused to rest under a great tree when you noticed a shadow appear over you... That of a very sizeable person who growled, then shouted some obcenity...
But before you could turn to confront your assailant, he landed a mighty blow from behind... Striking you on the back of your head with what you assumed to be a large club... Naturally this was sufficient to dispatch you, and send you here...
It is as I remembered...
Now son, had you enemies in …show more content…
"Attend to it, what is this sport you seek most celebrated, DRACO..."
Socrates extends the pronunciation of his name, inferring insinuation of the lawyer's own questionable history.
"I recall your own name has lent, for good or ill, some pathos to that history of law as well friend"
"Yes, a mind misunderstood is all. Nevertheless, there is still time for humanity to embrace my good judgements"
"Draco, am I to understand it is a game you wish to play?"
"Game? I suppose you could assert that; why not?"
"Then this being the so, I propose I will play this game provided there is a winner and loser"
"Ah, now Socrates; A gambler... Truly?"
"As senseless as it sounds, I will go along, provided one of us can be declared a winner, and the other a loser"
"So be it, and who shall be our unbiased judge, but our young newcomer here, ultimately, the unraveling of his predicament will be both the goal and the prize; And as you say, one shall win, and one shall lose. Agreed?"
"I perfectly agree dear Draco"
"What a worthy opponent you are. Shall we proceed then"
"Post haste, friend"
The opaque youth interrupts to …show more content…
“Son, the space between is vast, almost infinite. Such reunions are rare if possible at all. Of all the ancient years that I have been here, I have never encountered that saintly aura that is mine own mother.”
Draco supports.
“Neither I young fellow, but this is not to say it is out of the question. However, we attend to a more present and important matter, namely, why you are not illuminated like