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Five-Minute fiction - 22:04-22:09

This isnt how I imagined spending my evening, Grim said as he swung one leg over the wall and settled on top of it.

The lush gardens of the Manse de Chambrey stretched out into the distance. The fading light giving the thick brush an almost eerie quality. Shadows stretched from tree to tree. The estates of the rich in the City always seemed to be overgrown and unkempt.

As if they could not afford to hire a competent groundskeeper to managed the troublesome vegetation.

No, Darker said as he surmounted the wall and swung over and onto the ground on the other side. I imagine youd prefer to spend it in the pub.

Grim paused for a moment to consider his answer, but hed be lying if he said anything different. Of course, wouldnt you?

No. We dont have enough money to eat, and you somehow think wed therefore have enough to drink?

Eat, drink, whats the difference. The stuff they offer up at the pub is surely thick enough to be considered a gruel more than a beer, Grim said. He swung from his sitting position and dropped onto the ground beside Darker. The earth was softer than expected and he sank several