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Evie scouts the northern woods for a troublesome ogre. But there are other creatures besides ogres lurking in the forest!
At that, the leader climbed atop his squig mount and walked it up alongside me.
“Move out, ya gitz!” he shouted. “Faster ya’s gets ‘er back t’ camp, sooners ya’s kin play wit ‘er!”
With a lurch of the branch I was bound to, the snotlings started off walking across the forest floor. Their gait was unsteady, moving in fits and starts for a while until they could get used to carrying me and my weight swinging from the branch.
Night was beginning to fall and the snow seemed to be picking up. It was getting colder, too.
I hoped we wouldn’t have too far to travel to get to their camp. Not only was it getting colder, the swaying was making me uneasy. And the ropes were awfully tight, biting and pinching into my skin, and my shoulders were beginning to ache from the awkward positioning of my arms.
It didn’t help that I had to hold my head up–the ropes above my breasts were stretching out, bringing them closer to the ground. The little snotlings were so short I was barely off the ground as it was! If I lowered my head, I’d probably bump it into a log or branch or something.
Plus, I was really curious to keep my head up and try to see where we were going.
This is page 58 of a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.
And watch for more with Evie soon!