He was outrage and indignation from his snout to his four toes. It was his and his peoples own fault. Sus society had been given the task of learning the outcast language and keeping a record of their activities. Taking on the role to the scribe had been hard choice.
Pig looked again at the documents before him. Each week a cat of a dog would appear on the door step, and the outcast with whom Pig lived would kindly provide some food, and the opportunity for Pig to get out that week’s report. Pig lived with an outcast; an environmentalist is what the outcasts called this man. The outcast male kept lengthy reports on the state of things. Pig understood all too well what the outcasts weren’t telling their own people.
Chapter Nine: From Darkness Rises
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