Stories

You are lead into the grass, and even though Shadowed-Hunter leads, you still feels eyes on you. "Sit, be at ease. I would hear of your travels, but as you are my guest I will tell you my stories. When you are rested, then yours can be told." A pretty woman, about mid-twenties, brings you a pitcher of water and a platter of sliced fruit and meat. As you recline against a soft grass hummock, Shadowed-Hunter begins:

Contributed stories

Birth Rebirth Mentor Vengeance Comes to Dallas Cats don't Dance Alone Setting up House Infinite Monkeys Kitty on a Milk Carton

Don't Play with Matches A Mile in his Shoes

If you are rested, perhaps you could tell me a story or two.

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