Jason Finnerty
Joined February 2021
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Just an old guy on the wet coast of Canada, writing by day and playing Stadia at night. Fuelled by strong, dark, and black coffee.
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The Debt.
A trail of red ooze marked the boy’s progress as he dragged the cloth sack full of remains out the door, his stomach rumbling despite the gruesome contents of the bag. The old woman had waited a few days for him to be available instead of spending a few coins to send a runner to bring him sooner, giving the bag’s contents time to ripen significantly.
By Jason Finnerty5 years ago in Criminal
