What was more painful? Starvation? The aching in his teeth and gums as he bit down on the coal, reducing it to smaller pieces? The pain echoed in his throat as the sharp pieces slid down. Or the churning of his stomach as the coal reached it? Or was it the fate that awaited him if he did not consume anything? He would die, and his bones would be turned into an ornament, and his skin into leather. He had no meat to be consumed, only withered organs that some demons, the others in the mine would
What was more painful? What was more painful? What was more painful? What was more painful?
The coal burned in his stomach; the child could scream with pain if he could, but he had no strength to. His throat was filled with cuts, his teeth were tainted black, with some red from his bleeding gums. All he could do was contort his ugly face. Contort it again and again, as he suffered.
