Amongst the beasts of the Everfree there is a creature known simply as "The drek" Legend tells of the creature's horrible visage. Eyes as black as pools of ink, skin that seems to rot and peel away with every shambling step of it's long, bony limbs. and a voice that sounds like a thousand rusty nails being drawn across a chalkboard mixed with the screeching yowl of a cat whose tail just got stepped on. But is there more to this beast than meets just the eye? Read on dear soul, and find out for yourself.

Originally written for the weekly contest's 'Beauty' Contest (but due to my ocd and last minute decision to change how a chunk of the story went i ended up losing track of time and going over the deadline. -shrugs- c'est la vie. gives me time to flesh out a bit more details.)