Flash Fiction: Toadeater
A stench wrenched nine-year-old Toadeater from his sleep, bringing him to his feet with a roar. The chain and collar around his neck brought back to him where here was. He knew it was a ...
A stench wrenched nine-year-old Toadeater from his sleep, bringing him to his feet with a roar. The chain and collar around his neck brought back to him where here was. He knew it was a ...