Fifty Word Fantasy Serial: Ice and Ash, 40

From afar, crouched and hidden, the girls were watched by eyeless sockets and supernatural sight.

“Dru,” rasped a whisper unheard over the snow as she served stew from the pot.

A skull’s gaze turned to Cryton, then an angry snap of teeth devoured rabbit flesh and fur raw.

“Not! Kye-ton!”

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