Asethia the Whatsamacallit, Size Small (Super Soft Firmness) Malikye They say that the scorched

They say that the scorched

She’d heard the villagers talking of the monster they’d nearly killed

” She jeers

She needs no light to see by

He was a king of his domain

Asethia the Whatsamacallit, Size Small (Super Soft Firmness) Malikye They say that the scorchedThe villages feared her. Those that traveled too close told stories of her. The wind whispered her praises and the earth hissed her nightmarish tales. Not a soul set foot near those fated caverns she was said to lurk within. Some were tempted by the treasures deep within the bellies of the caves that were foretold to exist therebut those that ventured into the mouths of those deep holesnever returned. She had a name sometimes, said beneath hushed