#Friday Fictioneers – The Sack Man

Expertly the wires and mesh bonded and formed together as delicate fingers wove the metal and bone into place.  Fervent eyes blinked back beads of sweat that trickled down a furrowed brow, so intent on the creation unfolding within the forge. Blackened tongs unfurled the beasts head as it emerged from the pit and the Icosahedron rolled and lay still beneath the creators feet.

“Not yet little one.” As the creatures head was released back into the fire.” I must commend you on finding me so early in your life.” He hissed.

“So few make it this far.” He turned to face her with a toothy grin. “Don’t worry my child it will all be over soon.”


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