Like Begets Like

“An orange shall not grow from an apple seed, nor will a healing ever come from a harm"

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Cor Stuart pulled Jonathon severely by the arm.

“What is this? You have brought me a monkey head?”

Stuart had never seen a monkey in his entire life, but if he had, this is what he thought it might look like.

Jon stared blankly into the basket. The head he was carrying was as black as pitch and suppurating. He remembered back to what it first looked like, when comparing it to the portrait that he was given, and it was not this.

“Ei man, I hear ye, but won’t believe this to be so.”

“This is not blanc! You have brought me a Nubian and expect me to make trade for it!”

“Nay.”

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series