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Walker Calderon
Joined June 2021
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My Son
The beefy captain squinted at Trajan, then his fat chin doubled, then tripled as he looked back down at the papers. The captain lethargically looked back up and met Trajan’s eyes, blinked, paused, handed back the papers, and waved him into the short tunnel. Several of the city’s fortress guns roared in the distance. A speaker crackled on and The Muezzin spoke.
By Walker Calderon3 years ago in Fiction