Chapter 20: Whispers of the Uncanny
“Oi, keep yowling, go on. You’re next in line.” The youth with hair like wildfire seized a tomcat by the scruff, his lips curling as he whistled at the dog…
“Oi, keep yowling, go on. You’re next in line.” The youth with hair like wildfire seized a tomcat by the scruff, his lips curling as he whistled at the dog…