Afterlife
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It’s Fandango’s Flashback Friday! This story was written back in 2016, I believe. Hope you enjoy! The wind howled outside his hovel as Kerwyn Argyle ladled the last of the pungent stew into his bowl. It was going bad, but the thick glop warmed his innards nicely that December evening. It was a thankless job, being the cemetery’s
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It was 11:56pm. There was a knock on the door. “You’re late!” Liliana flung the door open. “Where the hell you been?” “Uhhh, excuse me?” The Grim Reaper had never before been greeted in this manner. “I’ve been ready, waiting here for…I dunno how long!” Liliana spat. “So, what’s your excuse?” “My excuse?” he
Ergo, the Ogre 