Xolotl’s Luck

He slumps down on the damp wood, his neck pulsing against the icy rail. A final sigh, the empty bottle rolls from his blue fingers to the gravel.

“This gives a whole new meaning to ‘catching the train’, ya know?” A ragged black dog chuckles above him.

“I’ll never be late again… Filthy fuckin’ dog…”


K. Shock.

  • Austin Briggs

    This story ins’t receiving many votes yet, but I like it a lot. Maybe the dog – Xolotl joke is a bit on the “inside” for us Aztec scholars, but it’s very well done :)