Grégoire Courtois

Law number one,” said the assembly of birds.

‘“The skies belong to birds and birds alone,” the seagull said, snapping his dented beak a few centimetres from the mouse’s snout.

Suddenly, the old bird jammed the tip of his beak in the little mouse’s eye.’

‘The little mouse felt the large bird remove his foot from hers. But she was aware of nothing else, because she couldn’t see anything, and that horrible, piercing, awful scream kept ringing in her ears, her own scream, which came from the depths of her wounded throat, such a penetrating cry, which held so much sadness that no one could hear, or at least no one but her, because she alone could understand how filled it was with woe.’

With precise, methodical movements, Enzo had slipped around Fred, picked up a large rock, and brought it down on his teacher’s head

Chance and the cruel laws of physics made it such that Lucas landed on his head, and the weight of his body landing broke his cervical vertebrae, severing his spine in a number of places, breaking the cranial bone in the impact and fracturing his left forearm, leaving it in two perpendicular sections, a spectacular injury, the seriousness of which, given the rest of it, was relative

He yelled so loud that he didn’t hear the dull thud Yasmine’s and Emma’s bodies made when the semi-trailer hit them, sending them flying onto the roadside, one of them landing in a large thicket of ferns and the other in a field of nettles.

the impact with the root had essentially split open the back of his skull

Then an evergreen branch stopped Nathan’s litany and his running in their tracks, ripping part of the skin from his face. Thrown off balance, propelled by his momentum, he couldn’t prevent his fall and tumbled to the ground, landing on his shoulder

Your story sucks,’ and Raphael bid a guttural goodbye to what remained of his memories, and Jade noticed with astonishment that she had tears left to spill over the body of Lilou, and back to Sandra seeing the shadow of the little Enzo rise up before her, still clutching in his hand the bloody knife that he had just planted in her throat

Enzo removed his knife from Sandra’s split eyeball and reached his fingers toward it to spread open the wound