1 Work by WormToxin
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She steps outside the saloon, and a ray of sunlight passes through both eyes like a lightning bolt, skewering her brain. She vomits immediately.
A clean hand offers a handkerchief. She accepts it without thinking, blots away the bile steaming off her teeth. She looks up to see the squire again, eyes wide and curious. She spits.
“What are you, stupid?” she croaks.
“A little,” it answers bashfully. Fair enough.