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  <title>Comments on 'My Plywood Guardian'</title>
  <subtitle>Despite it's jeering, the crow flitted over to rest on the Wooden Man's shoulder.

Everything went in slow motion. The Scarecrow raised a crackling hand and a thick wall of solid wood jutted from the ground, protecting me from the gun.

&amp;quot;_Touch the boy and I will ensure that you burn for eternity in the deepest pits of hell!!!_&amp;quot; The Scarecrow boomed with the help of the crow.

Clayton didn't appear to hear him, I just saw the deranged look plainly screaming in his eyes as they widened in fear at my plywood guardian.

Before I knew it, a wooden spike jutted out of the ground and impaled Clayton in a spatter of scarlet sustenance.

The scarecrow sent me home afterwards and made me forget what happened. All I remembered then was The Wooden Man saying how traumatizing of an event it was....

So, I didn't remember anything until I saw Clayton's limp and bloody corpse hanging up in the cornfield up on a post. The look of fear and surprise glazed over in his eyes is what I will remember. _He_ was the new scarecrow</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-05-12T23:16:32Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on My Plywood Guardian</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ooh, creepy.  I thought the Scarecrow wouldn&amp;#8217;t actually kill Clayton, due to his aversion to violence, but I figured he had to.  And what a show it was.  I love that slightly disturbing, macabre image of Clayton&amp;#8217;s corpse as the new scarecrow.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-12T23:16:32Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Stovohobo</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on My Plywood Guardian</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nice! The Scarecrow saved him! I like that wooden  thing!&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/29859?basename=61471</id>
    <published>2008-05-11T00:15:25Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Blusparrow</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on My Plywood Guardian</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Great continuation Never Explain, I&amp;#8217;m honored you wrote two ficlets on the theme of Clayton&amp;#8217;s evil ways! I love that he is hung up as the new scarecrow, that&amp;#8217;s just about the only job a corpse can get nowadays and it doesn&amp;#8217;t pay well, lol.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-09T02:24:52Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Tad Winslow</name>
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