Wages for a Spy-in-Residence; a tale of three forests

(c) Nin Harris 2008– Thick, wide basil leaves hid a small, pointed, malicious face. The antennae on her head whirled busily as she listened. The wolf-maiden Tarme, she of the tawny fur and voluptuous torso had strayed into Nemus Animae. For what purpose, oh, for what purpose? The Flitterer knew not, but information was her … Continue reading Wages for a Spy-in-Residence; a tale of three forests