Short Story: Betrayal

I thought he was my friend.

As a scientist I should know better than make assumptions. Especially about someone who was willing to grave rob for meager wages.

The wages were a gratuity, his real earnings was the knowledge of human anatomy and galvanism. Now I didn’t always treat him the best, but science is careful work, he needed to learn how to use those meaty fingers of his and shuffling gait in away that wouldn’t run our experiment.

Our experiment. I had considered him my apprentice. The only person privy to my work. The only person who would share my success. The only person other who would be part of being of an amazing discovery.

Poem: Immortal Quest

In a place that lives in stories
Buried in dusty tomes
Written in ancient languages
Beyond the shifting sands
Lies the object of her desire
Deep in a temple nearly forgot

With staff in hand summoning
To her companions from the inn
Bold warrior from the west
Elfin prince from beyond the mountains
Bearded dwarf maiden from the deep
Towards untold perils they set out

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