Wapun Meadow I let my brother go to the devil in his own way.

a smirk. 
teal ice, sloughed off from glaciers; two hard eyes fell upon merrick and he felt himself shiver a bit to have found such a hard-edged creature in his keep.
"bold," the boy-king commented, cocking his head as he stopped some feet away. he made no move t veil his scrutiny, eye flickering with curiosity over the man's ashen hues.
merrick, the traveling snake oil salesman.
merrick, with proverbial hands at the latch of his suitcase.
"this is ursus." didn't you smell all the piss?