Serial Storytelling, in Paragraph Proportions - Fragment 9

Something small and shapeless twists out of the dark, falling near to hand with a sick softness. A blot of blackness against the black.

Oh, sweet.
A little scantle of rough meat.
Oh, wrapped in a rat-skin for you, sweet...

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