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Wyrd-Tender of the Merciless South by Siam

Runner Up August 2009

Fear gripped me as I heard his raucous caw. It was disorienting. The stench in the air was overwhelming; I could muster no coherent thought as I felt my insides bleed; as I - were those worms I coughed up just now? The world spun as the putridity of it al - By Siam

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