Prey
Hungry, she sat crosslegged in the dirt and pine needles, waiting for the ancient Svea camp stove to boil water for her evening meal. Her mind wandered to nowhere in particular, content to fixate absently on whatever fell within her...
Hungry, she sat crosslegged in the dirt and pine needles, waiting for the ancient Svea camp stove to boil water for her evening meal. Her mind wandered to nowhere in particular, content to fixate absently on whatever fell within her...