Duskfire Glacier That the people would see me too as a poet

there was a long-left tula here, its once-denizens now reindeer stalking draugr or taken by tröll to clean their deep-homes and make love to their cavelike wives five at a time.

she slithered out a narrow denmouth and stretched her twig body so that each rib had individual character. red eyes were closed for the action, and when they opened accompanied by smacking of lips they saw a mudman standing out in the open.

ears were erect and head put to an inquisitive tilt, blinking at the creature.