General Fiction posted February 13, 2018

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a flash approx 86 wds

1348 redux

by LIJ Red

Lord Azit, supreme Gray One, watched his minions disperse among the kegs and bales and crates. This time the Seed would not fail. It flew, it swam, it slept for moons on rocks and trees. It took four seasons to sprout. When it bloomed, it killed, always. It would appear everywhere at once, and the planet would be his. There would be no failure this time. He bared his fangs, recalling the cries of Those Others even as his last assault failed: "Bring out your dead!"

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