red wolf (redwolf) wrote,
red wolf

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AdvantageWith the curse of peace looming large on the horizon, it looked like the killing fields of the Great War would soon cease to provide the scavengers that travelled in its wake with an easy source of prey.

"A little bird told me that something nasty is coming."

"Did it now. Best be prepared then shall we, love."

Tents blossomed as emergency hospitals were erected to cope with the influx of victims from the influenza pandemic.

The pale nun and priest who offered comfort to the sufferers were barely noticed in the commotion of the dead and dying around them.

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