Feeding A Stuffed Lioness
The lion, Ashari, had wandered here slowly, uncertainly. Taking deep breaths and stilling his nerves just to walk the path to the old abandoned workshop. His thoughts tormented him with chilling theories on what dangers might be lurking in each corner....
City of Light: Chapter 38
The rug had now begun to grow, seeking to encompass him in entirety, swallow hole and digest him. “get our bull out of yer mouth!” merlia sunk arrows into its ever-shifting hide but failing to have any visible effect.