Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #11 February 2015 | Page 64

Tol stood up and smiled. “Then we will begin again.”
He said as he arose to his throne, and cloaked himself
in a golden robe. The Elder Being awaited as its master’s prodded it forward to kill for them. “We will eat
you Nar-Tol and make you serve us for eternity as food

if you do not do what we ask!” The god’s raged as NarTol gripped his head. A sickening smile manifesting
across his hidden face.

Medea - Leonardo Poscia
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