Daily Bag - 7349. The Sheriff laid a hand on her shoulder. The metal of his ring as hot as the day it was smelted.
08 Feb 2023, 16:17
Daily Bag - 7349
The Sheriff laid a hand on her shoulder
The metal of his ring as hot as the day it was smelted
Its force a living thing, moving her legs, her throat
She pleaded to the others with her eyes
But the Sheriff pleaded back:
“Who killed the Pity-Witch?”