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Sunday, December 21st, 2003 05:51 am
Piece #3 for [livejournal.com profile] circe_tigana's 882 Ways to Appease the Heathen Gods challenge

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"Papa?" Moonlight don't reach where she ground her corn.

"Chil' you kept the coin?" It is late and she is alone.

"Yes, right here. Papa, you going t'buy me free n--" her large eyes widened as the wind bent the tree and showed the moon.

"Shh don't scream chil' don't scream."

Her shriek rang across the plantation. There was rustling in the fields behind him. He reached out and twisted her head and her body collapsed in his arms.

"Bo'sun, you got the piece?"

"Yes. Go now, before they search." Never had he been so glad to be numb.

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dedicated to [livejournal.com profile] ciceqi for her birthday!
Sunday, December 21st, 2003 08:24 pm (UTC)
Oh, man.
Just.
I sort of knew one of the stories had to be like this, and.
Ouch.
But wow, also.