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Feb 27 2009

Borate of Dunmore-The Beast

Published by sunnflr at 12:38 pm under short story Edit This

A villager knocked Alomar to the ground when he stepped out his front door. After regaining his feet, Alomar grabbed the next man to run by and demanded an explanation.

“The beast is terrorizing the village!” the man screamed, the stench of fear permeating the air around him. “We must leave now!”

“No, no, you don’t understand,” Alomar beseeched, trying to explain about Borate. “The beast is friendly. He probably needs food.”

Jerking his arm away, the man looked at Alomar in disgust, before stating, “Oh he got food alright. He’s ate Blacksmith John and the Healer already,” before running into the night.

Stunned, Alomar staggered into the center of the village in search of Borate, admonishing himself for ever believing Borate’s lies.

 

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