Walkabouts of the Great Wyrm: Part Three

"The unlimited, the boundless, the hunger that was never satisfied. He loathed it. He feared it. Anguish and agony, the clench of his pangs. He snarled and roused himself, yelped as the left middle hip twinged, then he growled. He would eat the very stones of the Abred if only it would sate him." Walkabouts of the Great Wyrm, Part Three | @MDellertDotCom

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