Hump Day Hazard: Sloughing Ichor
Mida gasped and let out a shriek that chased the crows from the treetops. “Give her back, you hobgoblin!” Icarus cackled, holding the wooden doll—a ballroom dancer—just out of Mida’s grasp. “Give her back, give her back, give her back!” Tears welled at the corners of her eyes. Icarus scurried to the edge of the […]
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