Bonesplinter Ravine Let Dead things lie [m]

might wanna update the title with a mature tag for suggestive themes just to be safe! :D

The man remained guarded.

Baudelaire wondered what it was that he wanted. Why bother? Was the man having a life crisis, hoping the cure was within the wayward? If words meant nothing, then it meant the time for talk was nearing its end.

Then show me your act. He rumbled, daring to reach out to brush his nose along delicate hairs. Well aware he might find teeth on his snout for it.