Thursday, October 26
The Senator's Seal - Part 3: The Stockyards
A city as grand as Coryan required an impressive amount of meat to feed it. As a result, the stockyards were enormous.
They smelled the stockyards long before they saw them. The stench of offal assailed their nostrils.
Vlad sniffed the air. “Reminds me of home,” he said.
“Remind me to never visit Milandir,” said Ilmarė with a scowl. [MORE]
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posted by Mike Tresca at 9:45 AM
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