Micro SF/F stories on Twitter: “The sigils were drawn in salt, the candles lit, the blade wetted with, well, if not blood then at least hamburger jus.A demon appeared at the other end of the table.”Wherefore hast thou summoned me?””Dinner company. Have a seat.”The demon sat. “What?””Lockdown. It’s lonely.” / Twitter”
The sigils were drawn in salt, the candles lit, the blade wetted with, well, if not blood then at least hamburger jus.A demon appeared at the other end of the table.”Wherefore hast thou summoned me?””Dinner company. Have a seat.”The demon sat. “What?””Lockdown. It’s lonely.”
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