Loving the imagery, all the dark and pale light and fire. Like the underland in The Silver Chair, but darker. And the thorns.. intrigued to find out who or what Shrike is (clever choice of name, I was thinking about the birds even before the thorn bush came up!)
Perfect for this time of the year. A chilling story for a cold winter’s night. There’s always something so perfect about unsettling tales during Yule. Thank you 🤩
An exile from the underworld, with child and enemies... I pity the poor human man who took her into his home...
Loving the imagery, all the dark and pale light and fire. Like the underland in The Silver Chair, but darker. And the thorns.. intrigued to find out who or what Shrike is (clever choice of name, I was thinking about the birds even before the thorn bush came up!)
Ahh! So creepy! But also, I love it.
“My apologies,” she said, so softly. “I did not know I brought him with me.”
Him? Not good at all.
That sounds bad.
Perfect for this time of the year. A chilling story for a cold winter’s night. There’s always something so perfect about unsettling tales during Yule. Thank you 🤩
Chilling!!
Ooh.
You would think her mouth and lips would bleed with such sharp teeth and a humanoid facial structure.