A/N: Prompt: Kite. 230 words
Dregs and Grounds
ldquo;I could swear it’s been stalking us.”
Anton raised his eyebrows at his two best friends as he rubbed the latest bruise on his shoulder, courtesy of the local police. “The eagle thing? Post hoc, ergo propter hoc. It’s not an omen of the future, or even some psychological clue, whatever you may
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What I love about the piece is that it's ominous. I think I doom at least one character every year to a troublesome but epic life.
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