No animal sound reaches you, just the rustle of leaves. When you peer through the brush, you see the meat is gone.
From deep within the cave, you see a pair of eyes reflecting back at you, green-blue in the blackness. They blink.
No animal sound reaches you, just the rustle of leaves. When you peer through the brush, you see the meat is gone.
From deep within the cave, you see a pair of eyes reflecting back at you, green-blue in the blackness. They blink.
RE: THE SUNDERED LAND: A Doomed Pilgrim in the Ruins of the Future -- play with me!