Jagged-edged parchment lays compressed between two pieces of shark hide, bound together by a cord of the same grey hide.
Monday, 02 March 2015
Dangle a carrot before me and I will plunge my dagger into the soft flesh just below your hard chin.
How that man thinks he can speak to me in such a manner, and still walk the lands unscathed...
Shadows must be protecting him.
This happens. Our pride gets the best of us and we fight; like children, we argue. It will pass, it always does.