Dust and Decay - Chapter 24 - By Sean P. Wallace
They shared tinned beans and dried fruit in silence. Matthew was withdrawn, sullen. Deep bags pulled at his eyes.
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Dust and Decay - Chapter 23 - By Sean P. Wallace
The nun and the Marshall were dead quiet. Joshua was glad for the peace, but unnerved by it: before their failed ambush, those two’d talked genially, gotten…
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Dust and Decay - Chapter 22 - By Sean P. Wallace
Sleep wouldn’t come. At most, Dust got ten minutes at a time. At most. His body wouldn’t shut off.
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Dust and Decay - Chapter 21 - By Sean P. Wallace
The most unique cult of That Which Sins were the Tainted. Most who worship the Whore God were vain, self-obsessed.
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Dust and Decay - Chapter 20 - By Sean P. Wallace
Dust, Penelope, and Shadows Fade rode for hours, their horses putting their nervous energy into escaping. All too soon, tired as their riders, they slowed.
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Dust and Decay - Chapter 19 - By Sean P. Wallace
Long ago, Joshua sacrificed a child to Omnis. A little girl, blonde, orphaned.
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Dust and Decay - Chapter 18 - By Sean P. Wallace
Deep below the Solution, William B. Naismith followed the Dreamreaper’s flight across the Badlands via a rough Solution portal. Hands clasped in anticipation.
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Dust and Decay - Chapter 17 - By Sean P. Wallace
Waking was sudden as a sniper’s bullet: one moment Dust shot that many-armed thing, a damn tough bastard, and the next he stood where they were ambushed.
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Dust and Decay - Chapter 16 - By Sean P. Wallace
The ground fractured at the impact. Displaced grit and sand wafted over Penelope. It smelled medicinal, sharp.
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Dust and Decay- Chapter 15 - By Sean P. Wallace
Dust’s posse rode across a wild plain in the twilight, the young man they’d rescued in tow.
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Dust and Decay - Chapter 14 - By Sean P. Wallace
The Solution carriage blazed across the Badlands, bright as a hundred lanterns. Least, it felt that way, with them employing no visible protection or stealth.
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Dust and Decay - Chapter 13 - By Sean P. Wallace
Horse nickered and snorted as they approached the edge of the Teotek’s wards. Damn happy to get out in the open.
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