The Gyve

The irony of the Gyve is it doesn’t. It is painfully wrapped tight around his ankle and solid enough to give him little purchase to move. The other end is secured to the stone wall behind him. He imagines the bolts go deep, not that he can turn around enough on the short chain to tug and experiment.

His future is as secure as his imprisonment.

The executioner has promised a quick death, “No tongs for you Smitty, just the march to the stump and a single swing of my great blade.”

For this the old thief is grateful, but still he is willing to attempt escape if an opportunity presents itself, but the gyve doesn’t and he is forced to wait and see what happens next. Either he will enter the kingdom of heaven or live to steal another day.

One requires prayer and the other patience.

So he stops trying to pull the chain from the wall and instead clasps his hands together and hopes in the end God feels merciful today.


Published by Bryan

I am an army vet, husband, and father of twins, I am currently working on my next publication, a collection of military fiction, and next year will be publishing an apocalyptic science fiction novel. My urban noir novel, "Compounded Interest," can be purchased on Amazon. I host a podcast on creativity called Origin: Stories on Creativity and co-host the soon-to-be-released show on speculative fiction called Mirage with fantasy author R. Emma Hardcastle. My youtube channel is: The Origin podcast feed is: For updates on "Mirage" and future publications follow me on twitter: @bryaiello More of my short fiction can be found at: My amazon author page is:

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