Scheherazade Imaginaria Part 3: Ent In The Rain
I huddled under the overhang of rock, wet, naked, and shivering, my clothes spread out to dry near the meagre fire I’d finally managed to start. The rain was steady and oppressive, the heavy clouds blocking moon and stars, my world constricted to the bare few paces illuminated by the flames. My eyes darted, reacting … Read more