Welcome to my weekly serial. This is a rough draft that I am working on, for your reading pleasure. It is a fairly grim tale, so be warned.

Here is the first post from this series.

Here is last week’s entry.

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Retaak stared at Ushochhushi. He hated the former Seneschal and feared him as the new DreadLlord. He wanted revenge, not freedom. And even if his principles were in order, he would be a fool trust Ushochhushi. And yet…

“Only be being free can we learn how to be free,” said Retaak, this time raising his voice so that all of the Spawn still held in thrall by Ushochhushi’s Kasuukak, could hear him. “I am free, Dread Lord Ushochhushi, but so are you. What will you show our brethren now that you are no longer restrained?”

And with that, he placed his fist over his heart as a gesture of respect among equals, and then, without waiting for an answer, he turned his back on Ushochushi and began to march away. In the silence that followed the only sound that could be heard was his footsteps, the slow rasp of breathing from the Spawn around them, the wind…

…and the tiny sound of a light-footed step that Retaak had hoped not to hear, but that that he knew would come. He swung to side as quickly as he could, but even though he was expecting the attack Ushochhushi was so quiet and so swift that Retaak felt the spear cut along his ribs as he stepped aside, watching the blood-kissed tip as it passed him.

He grabbed the haft and pulled the Seneschal off balance with one hand, grabbing for his neck with the other.

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In other new I joined team Pfizer (shot 1) today!

And also, that announcement is still upcoming…