Life in the forest was splintered into threes: men, women, and bears. It was how it had been for eternity, how it would continue to be. They were all the same anyways — they lived with the same eyes, same ears, same noses, same overwhelming bloodlust.
Category Archive: Issue #5
You could only look at her. The harpy was pretty when she allowed you to do so.
What, what’d you just say?
I didn’t say anything, what do you mean?
I just heard you scream