“Who are you,” she demanded, “and what are you doing in my dream?” “Your dream?” Hosa countered, crossing his wings in front of him, “this is my dream.”
Sharp; blade, weapon, tool. Sharp; eyes, tongue, wit.
The ground shook from every mighty stomp of the great, giant hinox. “Looking for a little snack, are you big fellow?” The heroic knight loudly taunted. “Eat steel!”
Afalon isn't sure she wants to be ruled by the same cycles of harvest her whole life. All she can imagine of a future spent on her family's orchard is her mother's face.
Surely, the hunter wouldn’t make good on killing the mad beast if he knew that underneath this furred, clawed-and-fanged exterior, it was really human.
Exorcist: one who purges demons, spirits and souls from unwanted places. Branoc: black-feathered folk.
