Wicht von Astert

[Unseelie]

Hunks of meat, frozen fingers, parts of bone, were strewn around the shed. Against one wall, a body lay, mangled, arms torn off and legs broken. A third body leaned against the wall, gasping for breath through a stump just above its shoulders. Glottis shuddered open, and closed...blood pumped, and poured down the body. Tatters of muscle and sinew flopped wildly, and for a while, it just stood there, bleeding out, breathing heavily. Then it staggered out the door, headless, heading towards the closest source of heat. It needed a new body.

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