Totoka River it’s yours and it’s mine.

the crushing rage of loss was nothing to the eldritch terror lestan experienced when they converged upon him.
dripping with muck and fishguts, he came up and up; he roared terribly, and pursued the boy! and then, in confusion, he doubled back to find the old woman's trail, leading toward the taiga.
his was a howl of screeching agony that reverberated, the bellow of a betrayed animal.
for hours he searched, but the thieves were canny, and gone into a land that lestan had never explored.
anger would drag him back.