They had done all in their power, the people of that quiet village, to try to end the curse of the monster in their midst. They had even called in the services of a world renowned hit-goat. It was all for naught. The Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog sent back only the head, as a warning: do not mess with me.
They had done all in their power, the people of that quiet village, to try to end the curse of the monster in their midst. They had even called in the services of a world renowned hit-goat. It was all for naught. The Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog sent back only the head, as a warning: do not mess with me.
Nice one, William!
I was struck more by the delicacy of colours than by the gruesomeness of content.