Yeti
IT LAYS DEAD BEFORE ME, ITS SKULL CRACKED. The tree bore no injury. Grasping the kill by the neck, I move toward the mountain. Little drops of red fall upon…
IT LAYS DEAD BEFORE ME, ITS SKULL CRACKED. The tree bore no injury. Grasping the kill by the neck, I move toward the mountain. Little drops of red fall upon…