Evie: A Wintry Ambush p32

Artwork by ArtOfVenus, vignette below!

page 32 and vignette at the WordPress link

Evie scouts the northern woods for a troublesome ogre. But there are other creatures besides ogres lurking in the forest!


I felt a tug at the corner of my mouth that pulled my attention back to the creepy old gray snotling.  “Lookit all dem shiny teef!” he said, while running his thumb over them.  

He was the one who had said he wanted some of my hair for his ‘special prize box.’  Hopefully he didn’t want any of my teeth to put in there, too!

This situation was getting stranger by the minute. These were such odd, unpredictable, impulsive creatures that it was making it difficult for me to just ‘endure and wait for it to be over.’  It was a riot of different sensations from hands and squig tongue and their bizarre behavior.  

Their activity was keeping me on edge, and it was having an odd effect on my demeanor. I was becoming increasingly frustrated by my helplessness, frustrated by being forced to remain compliant and passive under the tip of that wicked-looking spear.

It didn’t seem right to be acting and feeling submissive to them, not even with the leader’s dominant posturing, comments and commands.

My frustration was growing and if I wasn’t careful, I wouldn’t suppress my need to lash out.


This is page 32 of a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.

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And watch for more with Evie soon!


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