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MUCKERS - A SHORT STORY

In a broken world, even the stories have teeth

…The large circular courtyard was deserted, and scorch marks of dragon flame still darkened the cobbles where the king had stood. To the east faint light brightened the sky casting deep shadows across the fortified castle. I shivered in the early morning air. The weight of chain heavy on my shoulders. 

‘Stay in line muckers.’ Grunt checked the iron collars fastened around our throats. He stank of ale and wore motheaten wolf skins. His fingers ran along the chain linking us together, Broil, Angus, Ned, his twin Jenna, Jax and me.

We stood in the middle of the courtyard, locked to a cart piled with barrels and boxes. 

Angus glanced over his shoulder with the black eye I’d given him. His hands balled into tight fists. I shook my head, this wasn’t the time or place to finish our fight…

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Rules don’t survive the end of the world,
stories do