Redsand Canyon Black house will rock, blind boys don't lie

Alaric winked back at the youth's look. Boyish happiness on his face, despite his age. He loved these kinds of things. Loved them.

Alaric was as sure footed as the next because he loved to climb and do dangerous things. He liked mountains and caves and caverns. Crevices that looked to small to fit, he went in them. It was always the next adrenaline chaser. The next thing to make his heart rate spike. That was not to say he didn't like calm things on occasion, but he liked that thrill first and foremost.

Alaric grasped the creature in his maw and followed behind his new acquaintance? Friend? He shook his head. Friend was too generous. They were simply two fellas taking up space in the same time frame.