wilburwhateley:

The Carrion Gods in Their Heaven by Sergiy Krykun
“Lorna realized her girlfriend was presenting an animal hide. The fur had been sewn into a crude cape or cloak […] The head was that of some indeterminate predator—possibly a wolf or coyote […] Despite the cloak’s deteriorated condition, she could imagine it draped across the shoulders of a Viking berserker […] ‘It’s horrifying,’ Lorna said. Yet, she couldn’t look away…”
~from Laird Barron’s The Carrion Gods in Their Heaven (found in the collection, The Beautiful Thing That Awaits Us All)

wilburwhateley:

The Carrion Gods in Their Heaven by Sergiy Krykun
“Lorna realized her girlfriend was presenting an animal hide. The fur had been sewn into a crude cape or cloak […] The head was that of some indeterminate predator—possibly a wolf or coyote […] Despite the cloak’s deteriorated condition, she could imagine it draped across the shoulders of a Viking berserker […] ‘It’s horrifying,’ Lorna said. Yet, she couldn’t look away…”
~from Laird Barron’s The Carrion Gods in Their Heaven (found in the collection, The Beautiful Thing That Awaits Us All)

wilburwhateley:

The Carrion Gods in Their Heaven by Sergiy Krykun
“Lorna realized her girlfriend was presenting an animal hide. The fur had been sewn into a crude cape or cloak […] The head was that of some indeterminate predator—possibly a wolf or coyote […] Despite the cloak’s deteriorated condition, she could imagine it draped across the shoulders of a Viking berserker […] ‘It’s horrifying,’ Lorna said. Yet, she couldn’t look away…”
~from Laird Barron’s The Carrion Gods in Their Heaven (found in the collection, The Beautiful Thing That Awaits Us All)

wilburwhateley:

The Carrion Gods in Their Heaven by Sergiy Krykun
“Lorna realized her girlfriend was presenting an animal hide. The fur had been sewn into a crude cape or cloak […] The head was that of some indeterminate predator—possibly a wolf or coyote […] Despite the cloak’s deteriorated condition, she could imagine it draped across the shoulders of a Viking berserker […] ‘It’s horrifying,’ Lorna said. Yet, she couldn’t look away…”
~from Laird Barron’s The Carrion Gods in Their Heaven (found in the collection, The Beautiful Thing That Awaits Us All)