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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2023
Submitted to Contest #243
The thing I remember most is the mud. It seemed alive, pulsing with a wet, festering heartbeat, sweating malice in the Florida heat. This mud could choke a body, pull you with grasping tentacles into a rotting and tepid grave. It wormed its way into the blisters on my heels as I walked, slick and unsympathetic beneath my calloused step.Charlie, who at that time was still alive, walked next to me like he always did, his paws and legs mud-stained almost to the level of his mangy stomach. There used to be water waist-deep in this area, at least...
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