imagery on my mind
This was an old post from one of my favorite authors (Ilona Andrews) in a book that's coming out later this year. The imagery is just so fantastic that I still haven't been able to get it out of my mind. Also, it made me giggle a lot.
“My youngest brother killed a lynx yesterday,” Rose said. “Apparently it came into his territory and left some spray marks. He skinned it, smeared himself in its blood, and put its pelt on his shoulders like a cape. And that’s how he came dressed for breakfast.”
Go read On the Edge. This will be in the sequel.
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“My youngest brother killed a lynx yesterday,” Rose said. “Apparently it came into his territory and left some spray marks. He skinned it, smeared himself in its blood, and put its pelt on his shoulders like a cape. And that’s how he came dressed for breakfast.”
Go read On the Edge. This will be in the sequel.
SSDD