Devouring folk tales - Story Fragments
Something went wrong, dreadfully wrong, once upon a time. Von stood alone on a broad open plain, hills of pink dust rolling away in every direction. The sun blazed high in the sky causing waves of heat to ripple over the desert making it look as if it throbbed. No folk were in sight, but danger hung … Continue reading "Devouring folk tales"
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