6/28/2023 0 Comments The goblin king by shona huskThe human who'd called him from the Shadowlands and sought to control him lay on the floor at the foot of the bed. No summoner stood before him, demanding an audience with the Goblin King. His nose wrinkled at the smell of wet dog and wine. The only light spilled from the nearby bathroom. Then he paused and looked around.Ī bedroom. He moved into the Fixed Realm wrapped in shadows to hide from the eyes of his would-be commander. The beads in his hair jangled and chimed, lifted on the breeze created as he moved from one world to the next, like golden music in his ears. The urge to obey his summoner's orders he'd tamped down long ago. He fought the compulsion to answer, as he did every time. The summons pulled at every cell in his body, tearing the bonds that held him together and dragging him from the Shadowlands.
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