Consciousness crept upon him with a gentle caress. He half opened one eye, content to drift in the realm of semi-sleep. Something soft and silky covered him. His sluggish, lazy mind conjured up an image of a spider web. Spiders! I hate spiders! Jerk...
Bodies with an arm or a leg ripped off, the half-crushed skull of a man, entrails spilling from the stomach of another. The shock of it held him firmly in place and he was only dimly aware of Elith running across the clearing, deftly avoiding it all. A large, lizard-like c...