Tag: capture
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NEW BOOTS
Seeing him sitting by the road she felt she had to do something. His boots were gaffer-taped around the toes. A few doors along was a shoe shop. He smiled and followed her. The staff in the store were her only hope now, the only witnesses to have seen them. Would he like a hot meal…
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THE HOBGOBLIN’S FEAST
After seven days he came upon a clearing in the forest. Ten small hutches had been made, with moss and twigs for roofs, arranged in a circle around a campfire. ‘You have been busy,’ he said, poking at the dying embers. They were still warm, they couldn’t be far. He raised his large nose into…