Ask --Thoughts of a Dying Soul

A 55 word story about forgiveness

Ask -- Thoughts of a Dying Soul

Numbed from the executioner's poison, I'd lost all but my sense of hearing.
"Hearing is the last to go." He said.
"Why?"
"So that until the end, you can hear my word and ask for forgiveness."
"Forgive all I've done?"
"Yes." He replied.
"How?"
"Believe and ask."
"Forgive me," I asked as my hearing left.