Challenge #01998-E174: Garry's God — Steemit

She was about to collect her latest offering. A young man just before coming of age. He could see her, but his body still lived, yet. At least he was free of pain.

“Duz'n a dyin’ man gedda kiss, boo'ful?” he slurred.

Not Yet, said the Goddess of Fools.

“Not on my watch,” said another voice. A cleric with gifts of healing laid his hands on the still breathing form of Garron Spynach. The Goddess of Life and Love flickered behind the cleric.

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