Posted on Aug 26, 2010
This is the third part of a five part article that will be posted in the evenings all this week. Click here for part two.
Two Yagudo hate me. They stand a ways out from my home town of Windurst, mocking my squishy, small body. They have killed me once again, my tiny body no match for their feathery greatness. Their bird faces laugh as I lay struggling for life below them, my...