
Birth of a Hell-hound
Head line: Mystery beast attacks town, whitness say it breathed ice. Shaken, not stirred, with cold.
How does it feel to be a thing of such little significance? Cold emptiness is not to be kept to oneself, it is to be shared. Ponies learn that the hard way as Christmas has comes early. Cold-dog's anyone?


2018 words: Estimated 10 minutes to read
1 Chapter:
- It hungers 2013-06-23 16:51:38 UTC2018