Shuvuuia Deserti
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The product of a post-modern dystopia, Shuvuuia was born to a couple of people and then went on to do some things. Cladistically, she is probably a fish?
Everyone Knows, postscript: The narrator's hand later becomes gangrenous, & Graet dies.
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Everyone Knows
I usually head out in the morning, just as the darkness outside begins to gray and before the day starts to creep into full-blown fever. Even then, one can feel the previous day’s heat weltering amid the homogeneous shanties, a neutral air that dies in the nostrils and sticks to sweat. There was a time when Graet would come with me, but then she found the lumps just under her left armpit, two of them - hard and conspicuous like beans nestled strangely beneath wet, sallow sheets. Everyone knows that can happen. So, today, I was going it alone.
By Shuvuuia Deserti5 years ago in Fiction
