CHANNILLO

Ch. 14: Night Raids (1)
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            Nathaniel howled like the wolf caged inside his blood. The poker blazed blinding white at the very tip, fading to yellow and then angry orange. The pain was excruciating no matter which part touched his bare skin. He writhed against the bonds holding his limbs outstretched like a grotesque star. His scruffy hair and beard were matted with sweat and blood. The scalded lines of flesh would take hours to heal. The shattered bones in his face would take longer, and it was the elf bitch he cursed in his head as the iron baked a fresh line down his chest.

            The beast he called king wielded the poker. The grey flesh of his biceps bulged as he brought it down again and again without m...

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