3/4/2026, 12:28 PM
Cold embraced the red taste of iron, leaving it heavy in the snowladen air.
Rivers followed, chewing the stem of his pipe thoughtfully. Up to the farmhouse, past the lopsided barn, where a coop you had to pity the poor birds that lived in sank under deep white.
And crimson. Some dark beast hunched over its victory, putting him to mind of every superstition folks ever had about the ravaging wolf.
Rivers smiled in a roguish, lopsided manner. They hadn't noticed company. Maybe they were new to this. Or just very, very hungry.
Rivers followed, chewing the stem of his pipe thoughtfully. Up to the farmhouse, past the lopsided barn, where a coop you had to pity the poor birds that lived in sank under deep white.
And crimson. Some dark beast hunched over its victory, putting him to mind of every superstition folks ever had about the ravaging wolf.
Rivers smiled in a roguish, lopsided manner. They hadn't noticed company. Maybe they were new to this. Or just very, very hungry.
Hen would've tasted better.He mused amicably by way of announcement.
