Writing has been slow lately, summer is kicking off with bang. I’ll hopefully be able to offer a little lengthier update tonight, but for now, here’s a tidbit from my writing today: a thought from the main villain as he ponders in his lair.
“Men were afraid. They dressed in fine clothes and lived in shining cities to forget the terrors of the dark jungles their ancestors called home. But nothing could make them forget, not truly, and when the shadows grew long, and the creatures of the forest howled in the night, they remembered.”