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The Arroyo by M. Caspian5/30/2023 ![]() ![]() ![]() Maybe then I can finally stop thinking and dreaming. My debt will be paid and I’ll be free from that son of a bitch who grabbed ME as a kid. My books, my music, my art and my life that doesn’t revolve around grabbing kids to sell to the highest bidder. One last sweep of this dirt water town and I can get back to my life. There’s not usually a demand for someone who looks like me and has reached the ripe, old age of twenty-four. They usually take girls and if they take boys they’re younger, blonder… prettier. The slave traders have been sweeping the area for weeks now but I didn’t think they’d want me. Have known since childhood that they could take me someday. Authors of the group selected a photo and prompt that spoke to them and wrote a short story. Group members were asked to write a story prompt inspired by a photo of their choice. ![]() This story was written as a part of the M/M Romance Group's " Love’s Landscapes" event. Trace and Isaac both know happy ever after doesn’t grow in the parched desert. One last run and then… what? A life alone, with his books and music? He’s seen far too much of the dark side of human nature to think that’s a possibility. It’s Trace’s last sweep he’s about to serve out his term of slavery. He keeps his head down and looks after his family, but every two years the sick fear comes around again as the Feds arrive for a new harvest of kids. ![]()
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