liam lachance & marcus dénommé
art by marcus dénommé with the prose it inspired by liam lachance
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lachance's full text on saviors:
"The monster wasn't visible when the water was high but he knew where it swam and headed for that part of the coast with the bag of squirrels. He noticed two children playing swords on the beach and ran to warn them to stay on the sand. White-tipped waves were splitting against the bare heels of a plump brown boy, heavy branch held with both hands like a knight and his back to the water.
The man assumed the fencing game was designed to kill the time before the water lowered to show the monster and the squirrel skeletons it liked to spit out. He wondered if the kids had seen the monster and how it might have interacted with them. The tall black girl in a pink checkered t-shirt was challenging the boy with a straighter stick, and, wondering whether she was looking to the boy or to the water, the man concluded that she needed to be saved.
The monster's head pierced the surface of the salt water in the direction of the kids. He broke into a sprint. The kids didn't seem to notice the monster (the girl had the boy backed knee deep) and he dropped the bag of squirrels. He stopped to pick up the bag when considering it difficult to define who he was here without the advantage of the squirrels, although it could have waited.
When he looked back to the coast the monster was lying belly-up. The girl seemed to be getting dragged toward the truck-wide mouth by her stick. White calves flecked with mud, he ran the last portion and realized that she was flossing his teeth. He wondered how she and the boy hadn't noticed him all this time, and how they had tamed it on their own, before bringing over the squirrels."
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