There is a legend of a beast in the glen. An abomination attracted by the scent of bread, of whom, preys on unlucky wayfarers in the woods. The brave like myself, seek to prove the beast be nothing but a falsehood. I trekked with a bag of wheaty bread on a path towards the hillside, leaving crumbs to bait the beast. I reached a stone that marked the trail’s end and coincidentally, the bread. A sudden breath grazed my scalp, freezing my spine as a darkness bellowed from behind, “I am sick of wheat, you have any rye?”
I fainted.
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