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Sight and smell

Nov 28th, 2022
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  1. Going on for a mile and a quarter, D halted his horse. Mortal eyes would
  2. have seen nothing but rain, but D could discern the black shape of the
  3. schoolhouse wavering some five hundred yards ahead.
  4. “Lost the scent. Your turn,” he said to his left hand. His palm puffed and
  5. swelled into a masculine face that needed no introduction—the ghastly
  6. countenanced carbuncle.
  7.  
  8. In a tone of undisguised displeasure it said, “Sheesh, and right in the
  9. middle of a good dream. Oh, raining, is it?” No sooner had he said this than
  10. he opened his tiny mouth to greedily gulp down a share of the torrential
  11. downpour.
  12.  
  13. “What about the scent?” D pressed him. There was a frigid anger in his
  14. voice. “Keep your drawers on. Just because I’ve been asleep don’t mean I
  15. haven’t worked up an appetite. East of here. Four hundred yards, give or
  16. take a smidge.”
  17.  
  18. It seemed both of them—D and his companion in his palm—were able
  19. to catch the bloody scent of the beast that’d disappeared in the heavy rain.
  20. In less than a minute, D was making his way through the entrance to a lone
  21. farmhouse—the same home where a mere hour earlier Mr. Meyer had
  22. encountered tragedy.
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