Storm Watch Butte A Band of Demons Joined in and it Sounded Something Like This

they'd smelled him.

panic broadened the moons of his eyes, but then the man willed some peace into himself. thought of the lessons of the Good Men.

with an easy step he parted from the wall, to stand in the path of the - he saw now - goliath, in the stance one could equal to empty hands shown palms up.

easy now, head-hunter. was his drawled croak. ain't want no trouble, only wag tongues with that man up there.

he offered a tired smile.

( his heart thundered )