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Fiction by Tessa: "The Summer Ends in Slaughter"
On the first night, we slaughter animals for the winter.
I walk behind my father carrying a shallow bowl of blood. Mother and I drained it from one of the chickens moments ago and it’s still warm.
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Wednesday Fiction by Tessa: "Horseman's Love"
I doomed him with a kiss ( Read more... ) -
Special Halloween Prompt - WITH PRIZES!
It's once again time for our monthly prompt ( Read more... ) -
Wednesday Fiction by Tessa: "Dumb Supper"
The point is to be silent. The dead can't speak, so in their honor, neither do the living ( Read more... )
