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Tuesday, November 22

Well of Stars Update: Enter the Plague

Given that the plague has largely been raging around in the background, it's high time it showed up the old fashioned way...by affecting somebody we care about.

Farrim lifted one sleeve so that the bare arm beneath it was visible. Black spots dotted the length of his forearm.

"Sweet Sikkar," said Rebma. "You've contracted the plague."

"Shhh," said Farrim. She noticed the sweat on his forehead. "I don't want to panic the others."

They spun around the square. Rebma felt Farrim's hand go limp on her back. Then he collapsed to the ground.

"Farrim!" shouted Rebma.

The musicians stopped playing. Petey looked up.

Farrim fell backwards, arms splayed. The black sores were clearly marked along the length of his arms. Blood trickled from his nose.

Someone shouted "the plague!" Then chaos ensued as revelers scrambled away in horror, stumbling over each other to avoid Farrim.

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posted by Michael Tresca at 9:49 PM


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