Red Rabbit

by Alex Grecian

And so, with my inheritance in my purse and my uncle’s parting words in my heart, I set out to hunt these fearsome creatures that walk the Earth as if they were men. The witch, the ghoul, the invisible devil. I knew not where my journey would take me, but I knew I must find their dwelling places and cast them out or else I would die in the effort. —Ubel H. H. F. Crane, The Call of the Nightfall King (1861)

Rumors about how Olivia’s bones had broken and reknit themselves in bizarre configurations, how her flesh had run in rivulets across her wasted muscles, then solidified again in peaks and troughs, scales and horns.

“Would you be Miss Rose Nettles?” he said. “I am,” she said. He looked her up and down, and nodded. “You’ll do,” he said. “I’m Joe Mullins.”

Romantic lol

“Well, there’s the law and then there’s justice. They ain’t always the same thing.”