Blackfeather Woods tolling on the iron bell

She gave a little snort of laughter in response. Good, Maegi responded. See you, Rams. She watched him leave for a moment, then turned back to the wall she had been inspecting, finding herself soon lost in thought. It was true that the woods tended to birth some strange creatures, in mind or body (or both).

What demons could be whelped here next? Maegi found herself more intrigued than anything at the prospect.