Bone Hunter: A Novelette In The Dark Of Dawn Series - Plot & Excerpts
It had a strong gamey taste to it, tough and stringy. Adding freshly picked rosemary made the meal somewhat bearable, but it was food and he honestly cared little for the flavor. Washed his dishes in a bucket of rain water then set them aside to drip dry on a table. The room was dark, save for the flickering flame of a solitary candle in the middle of the floor. Staring at the bundle of rags on the sofa the man rubbed his bald head as he pondered his predicament. Aside from the occasional soft cry the child was rather lethargic and hadn’t stirred for hours. With an extremely swollen stomach and dark patches on its skin, the man was well aware that this infant was malnourished and now in peril. His mother was all skin and bone and no doubt could hardly even raise a drop of milk to provide for her desperately unfortunate child before she died. With no milk or food of any kind to provide it with sustenance, the man was resigned to the fact that there was little or no hope that the baby would survive the night.
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