“Spindly fingers tickle his neck, reminding him of skittering cockroaches. The massive presence latches on his back, flapping a cold draft with its wings.”
- @linardos.bsky.social in She Burrows and Invites
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Smoke hisses out of the wrinkled, larva-ridden pomegranates lying under the shadow of their withered tree. The manchild stares at the hole pulling fruit and dirt within, as Mother wails beside. Not u...
