Blackfeather Woods i’ll keep those vultures guessing

his exaggerated imagination was not far from the truth, for he did think of otherworldly creatures. and out lumbered a thing of nightmare. he was expecting something normal to contrast this fairytale, certainly not this.

“hello,” he returned, his voice dry from disuse. “do you rule here?” that question wouldn’t be asked if he were anywhere else. he couldn’t possibly see anyone like him fit to be a leader. but this wasn’t anywhere else, this was a whole different dimension.