If they had
been humans you could say they were licking their wounds. The Keepers had
placed a ban on feeding from neighboring humans. Agros totally disregarded the
ban. “They are just gypsies! Nobody cares about gypsies!” he repeated to his
nest. Now, his embarrassment, if he could feel any, was expressed sulking in
the dark by himself. Though he had no fear, he was immortal, he did expect some
kind of retribution from the Keepers.
The Code
they enforce clearly states what’s forbidden but it nowhere says what happens
if you actually do what’s not allowed. “But they weren’t humans! They just
looked like them.” He argued for himself. “They were zombies. Whoever said you
couldn’t eat...”
The thought
brought the bitterness back into his mouth.
(To Be Continued.)
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