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The Shroud Eater: Miasma
The Shroud Eater: Miasma
The Shroud Eater: Miasma
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Inspired by the legend of the plague doctor who took his own life on the now-haunted Poveglia Island, this companion piece tells the story through a philosophical and metaphysical lens, theorizing what happens to him in the after-life. After 2 years of when it was first released, Miasma is now revamped and the final piece of The Shroud Eater flash fiction, the story that intimately focusing on the nuances of what led to his suicide - both stories are now included in this version.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherLizz Rizzo
Release dateJun 1, 2014
ISBN9781311368737
The Shroud Eater: Miasma
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Lizz Rizzo

Lizz Rizzo is a light novelist who believes there is something for everyone in every genre and format. Some of her reoccurring themes involve: pestilence, dreams, philosophy, perception and the afterlife. Born and raised in New York, she now lives in Seattle and works as a localization writer for GameSamba.

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    The Shroud Eater - Lizz Rizzo

    The Shroud Eater: Miasma

    The Shroud Eater (Flash Fiction, 2012)

    Lizz Rizzo

    Copywright Lizz Rizzo 2014

    2nd Edition June 1st, 2016

    Illustration by: Matty Lasuire

    Some things will never change, I thought whilst standing atop the bell tower, staring down into the cesspit of burning corpses. There at the bottom was a new beginning, welcoming me with open arms. It would be the last day of this God-forsaken island, and to leave an oil-painting for all to remember.

    I had bargained for my life, a fair trade for the sleepless nights and constant echoes of contagious wheezing moans, wistfully gasping for the years they had taken for granted. I can assure you, their last thoughts were not of loving memories, but of pain and the offering of a sweet release. I lost count of the sands

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