The old man sighed as he opened the leather tube on his saddle and took another look at the “golden” scroll case it contained. When he had left the castle it had been festooned with ribbons and seals, a message of abject groveling and capitulation dressed up like a present. The case had been beaten [...]

THE HAT
A well-worn, white, panama straw hat. There is a grubby stain near the rim where Carl grabs it when he tips it up and leers at the ladies as they walk by. His eyes never leave their chest.
THE MUSTACHE
Thick and full, it is a salt and pepper caterpillar that rolls and squirms underneath his [...]

Belinda was sixteen now. Old enough to know that what made her the most valuable to the soldiers in the streets was the reason she had to hide her hair under a thick woolen cap, and the rest of her under a set of baggy woolen work clothes.
She wasn’t the only survivor who had crept [...]

Alex slid the axe against the cement floor of the garage in long arcs. Each one let out a loud scraping sound, but he knew that no matter how quiet he tried to be, the creature would still hear him. The thing was, the axe was shit really. The head of it was pitted and [...]

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