Excerpt: Wildflowers

“See Rosie, I told you he was no bunny,” the rodent man said, “far too big, and far too human. Perhaps he ate some bunny today and that’s what you can smell.” He poked Tinq with the stick, “Is that it boy? Did you burp up some bunny breath?”

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“Nobody knows his real human name. It has been lost in the mists of time. We avoid giving him a name as names give identity and power. He deserves neither.”

“I like to call him Gordon,” said Gwilt, as Rosie clipped him around the ear.