Raw anguish slithers through my brittle bones as the deathly call rots the air. Who murdered you old friend? The forest has no words to identify the hand, only erratic echo.

H.S. Crow
About This Quote

This quote is a reference to the story of The Murder in the Woods by Anne McCaffrey. In that story, the murderer, Ercie, is an old friend from when Ercie was a child. In this story, he murdered her old friend in the woods because she was “old and dead and alone” and Ercie wanted to be alone. It is a sad thing when someone murders a friend in this way.

Source: Lunora And The Monster King

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