Tallulah set yet another coffee cup on the table, adding to the pile that had gathered steadily over the past few weeksâŠ
Mold and yellow chunks of cream curdled in the half emptied containers that she never seemed to finish- despite ordering the largest size. Every. Single. Morning.
A tart velvety stench clung to the back of any anyoneâs throat passing through the kitchen but donât ge...
Thatâs what they told us, the ones who had dared to ask.
The Olders lived up in the mountains, in damp shadowed caves on beds of moss and poisonous mushrooms, exiled from society.
They alone had taken the perilous trip beyond into the Gauldrim. They alone had payed the price of light to escape the constraints humanity had placed upon themselves. Venturing into the beyond had ...
