If my shadow were to detach from my body,
I’m afraid of what it might do.
I am a monster and pity all who undertake the notion they can run because it only fuels my lust and I love the animal I have become.
Scene’s of great beauty, treasures that blind
Magician, Man and Beast by Daniel Williamson
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Prologue: The Cycle of Life
Armored knights trampled the village green into mud. To those caught in…
She had been a Hood most of her life. Robbing from the rich and giving to the poor.