Harvest 5, 855 Buu flinched as another distant scream punctuated the night. They grew fewer and further between as the […]

Harvest 3, 855 The screams didn’t sound human at first, more like Yuravi’s pigs. Buu and Aru sat in silence

Tuag pushed his way past the soldier, following the boy inside the cabin. The smells of heady herbs and sweating

Harvest 3, 855 “Who goes th– fuck!” one guard called, starting when their light caught on the wolfdog’s black shape.

Harvest 3, 855 Rumours had circulated for months about a monster travelling with the Thaven troops. Lurking among their ranks,

Harvest 3, 855 Night had long since fallen when the grimm spotted the general. Tuag grunted as he saw the

Harvest 3, 855 The sawmill’s basement used to frighten Buu when he peered down the rickety stairs. The blades and

Harvest 3, 855 The grimm could move like flood water in the dark forest. Creeping slowly, unseen and unheeded, until

Harvest 3, 855 Buu held his breath as the soldiers crept past him. Quiet and professional, they moved towards Red