The Cormorant

Published in Octavius

Up on the castle’s battlements an old man appeared, his wheelchair pushed to the precipice by an unseen relative. In a voice as ancient and gnarled as a native forest he howled an obscene word across the castle grounds before being swiftly wheeled off out of sight.

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