Kaolin Fire with GUD Issues 0 through 5

kaolin fire presents :: writing :: fiction



"SloppySeconds.0"

words

Butterball grew up just as round as the fairy-tales had him as a child. He grew up round, sweet, and bitter. He sat in front of the fire, in the cold Nordic nights, with his little dagger poised at his flesh. Scarring showed where he'd been; sweat trickled where he hadn't, yet.
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I am soooo fake pre-loading this image so the navigation doesn't skip while loading the over state.  I know I could use the sliding doors technique to avoid this fate, but I am too lazy.