After the fairy vani

Over the crest of the hill, he saw the ibex again, licking its wounds on its leg. Just as he was about to take down his bow and arrow from behind, a shadow flashed by in his peripheral vision, moving fast as light.,There were four deep cavities here, only half an inch from the carotid artery, but now they are healed, with tender new flesh. He has at least a dozen such scars all over his body.,Society's beating, always transforms people into the screws it wants.。