Under the Carver's Knife

Under the Carver's Knife is a short story following the Skakdi that is found imprisoned. This story is an entry for Vorred's Writing Contest.

Introduction
It will be seventy-seven years that I have been imprisoned in this horrible place as of tomorrow. Mind you, I remember each one of those horrid days and what led up to them. Those barbaric inhabitants of Farside Village completely misinterpreted my jurisdiction…my views on the island were the right ones, and I am disappointed to report that the villagers did not see them that way.

All of my “monstrosities”, they call them, were uncovered by the one that got away…the one who slipped out from beneath my clutch. How it happened I am uncertain. I had him in my grip ever so strongly…and he escaped.

For what seems like eternity, I have been driven to near-madness by scratching marks into stones in the area to keep track of the days…the weeks…the months…oh, the years…yes, we must talk about the years. The years that keep me locked up in this hellish prison. “Let’s lock up Raidryan…he’s a madman” or “Keep him behind the bars! He’s no one. He’s just another Skakdi.” The years that ridiculed me, mocked me…I will exact my revenge on those villagers one day.

Imagine the solitude I have faced for seventy-seven years…no one ever cared to visit me, oh no. Never. But what got me here, you ask? I suppose you will take their sides, no doubt. Any Matoran willing to listen to the madman Raidryan is surely insane himself…but I will continue to tell my story none the less, as I have not spoken of it to anyone in a long, long time….