
I feel sorry for Keithroy.

I feel sorry for Keithroy.

It’s gotten a taste for blood. But only organic fair-trade blood, thank you very much.

It mostly comes out at night, mainly.

Yes, I’ve tasted this creature. No, I tell you under what circumstances.

Dirkling lives in a swamp within a bog.

Dhomus once ate all the food in my refrigerator and now it’s now longer my best friend.