The Wayward Irregular
Tincture: An Apocalyptic Short Story, Part Three
June 18, 2012
I’ll Still Be Short, If You’ll Be Still
Old Mother placed her hands in her lap, gestured to the wooden table at her side, and ordered the boy to practice a decision of fate. On the table sat two likenesses carved from timber: a hammer and a chisel.
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