The Grimm and the Reaper

Harvest 11, 855 As her blow fell, Sister Moon shrieked with rage and triumph. This boy — this mortal, Zadyan […]

Harvest 11, 855 Buu did not like the moaning wind that gave the Aching Wood its name. He found it

Harvest 10, 855 Buu sniffed his new clothes before he put them on. They stunk of soap, chemical, and flowers.

Harvest 10, 855 The boy would be relatively safe within a place of walls, Tuag knew. He would rejoin with

Harvest 10, 855 Buu almost collapsed with relief when Three Lakes University’s towering timber walls came into view. Working with

Harvest 8, 855 Buu slumped onto a log, holding his hands out to the meagre fire he and Aru had

Harvest 8, 855 Buu shivered, drawing his cloak tighter around himself and shuffling close to the iron brazier and its

Harvest 7, 855 “You can’t go anywhere with that monster on the loose,” Uncle Kavir shouted, red-faced. Buu flinched as

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