Tangled Threads Publishing

Bulging eyes stared blankly out of the gray-blue face of the hanged butcher. Black scabbed-over gashes formed runes on the man’s chest. “Trabbi… what didn’t your captain tell us?” Einarr could not tear his eyes from the scene that faced them. A sigh sounded from over his shoulder. “We stopped, or tried to, twice before…

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