HeyJaredMurdered By Crows
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Loud and Heavy (opens the original)
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I knelt in the muddy rain, hidden from everyone,Deep under the overpass, As my car blinked helplessly out of reach.<img alt="" class="sizing-normal" height="800" src="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!M4zd!,w_1456,c_limit,f
The Last Knight of Rotterguard - Part 5 (opens the original)
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Part 5 — Dead Babies<img alt="" class="sizing-normal" height="432" src="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!0_Gt!,w_1456,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F02f98404-186d-4cc
The Last Knight of Rotterguard - Part 4 (opens the original)
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Part 4 — RespectThere regrew a man in front of me, fully mature and potentially dangerous.I began thinking about crushing the sorcerer’s skull in my bare hands. To his credit, he just stared at me once his green lights had calmed down. The moment of silence revealed the quiet scuttling of our spectators.I said to the bugs: “In the bag, take the other half.” After thinking about it I added: “I shouldn’t have to check that’s all you took either, otherwise I’ll have a word with your queen.”They two
Sawbones (opens the original)
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The Last Knight of Rotterguard - Part 3 (opens the original)
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It was strange to be alone again, as the last time I had experienced a moment to myself was my march from the burned-out battlefield to Rotterguard. For weeks I’d slept in one big room full of refugees. Now, in this cavern deep in the mountain, the silence and the ringing in my ears reminded me of buried thoughts and afforded time to think of my dead brothers. I thought of Jurgen, and his aim with an apple core, and laughed to myself.“Old bastard.”I stretched out fully on the cool damp stone flo
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