short stories by Vicky

Once upon a time, in a small town lived very rich man. He owned all the land around and the other people worked for him for their daily bread. The man knew that everybody depend on him and he felt himself strong, powerful and proud. He didn’t respect the others, because he was thinking that they are under his level. Often he showed to the strangers his evil nature, sending them away from the town, refusing to give them even a bit of bread and roof over the head.

Everybody knew this man as a sinner. But when he dyed, all the people from the town made him a rich funeral. The ceremony was so luscious, that years after it everybody still remembered it.

It happened that in the same time, near the town lived a holy man, who spent all his days