They chained the man to a post in a clearing just beyond a dwindling muddy brook. He strained against the cuffs around his wrists violently as spittle collected on the edges of his mouth. He grunted at us, baring his teeth, speaking in a language I didn’t understand. The look in his eye was erraticContinue reading “The Devil’s Bane #9”
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The Devil’s Bane #1
I just saw a man die today and now I’m going to hang for it. I can barely believe my poor luck. His was name Mr. Oldbarrows who owns a pelt shop down by Castor River. He was talking to me about the morning weather when suddenly his face exploded. That’s what it looked likeContinue reading “The Devil’s Bane #1”
Author J.M. Topp 