don’t axe him

Gilmore the Axe Man,” utters Roger Pine Ridge after his walk from Iris. He’d reached the end of a main causeway again. “Still blocking me from leaving this cursed swamp village. No matter what direction I go, there he is.” No use talking to him directly, he realizes. The message remains the same.

“Don’t leave.” Or a variant on that: “You’re trapped.”

“At least those insufferable moths aren’t around in the middle of the day.”

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