Their Blood Smells of Love and Terror, by Josh Rountree
I don’t want the things they offer me. Warm blood and broken skulls. Grunting pigs and headless roosters. Bottles of cold milk I can’t drink and hard bread I can’t eat. There’s only one thing I really want, and none of them is likely to give it to me. I’m tired, and I want to …
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