Beginnings 046 – The Stone in the Sword

Deep in the woods, where the trees broke into a clearing, a man and a badger sat having a picnic. The man sat with his back to a small, weathered boulder, smooth but for a narrow and strangely regular crevice in its top. He was middle-aged, but his eyes held a dark wisdom. His face was lined and weathered, as if it had seen centuries of use. The badger’s gray head was striped with white, even at the tips of his ears.
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“The Stone in the Sword”
Start with Stones: collected stories
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