Some foul weather is brewing.
Daily reminder that I stan Shiara and that I live and die for them
“I didn't know you were all up on xenoanatomy.” “I'm not.” Ressk set the blade above the uppermost hole in the skull and began to draw the saw back and forth. It caught on the desiccated flesh, bucked, then bit into bone.
He was so excited, he pogged.
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