Draft – Barren Man – A question of hospitality

Churrum
Hann
Eedah

Like knives in a box. Knives in a chest.

Eedah’s eyes narrowed, darted over to his comrades. His eyebrows, thin and pointed,

Kicking. Kicking. Lashing out and screaming. Squealing like a piglet.

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