| The fell beast: "The great shadow descended like a falling cloud. And behold! it wa a winged creature: if bird, the greater than all other birds, and it was naked, and neither quill nor feather did it bear, and its vast pinions were as webs of hide between horned fingers; and it stank. A creature of an older world maybe it was, whose kind, lingering in forgotten mountains cold beneath the Moon, oustayed their day, and in hideous eyrie bred this last untimely brood, apt to evil. And the Dark Lord took it, and nursed it with fell meats, until it grew beyond the measure of all things that fly; and he gave it to his servant to be his steed. Down, down it came, and then, folding its fingered webs, it a gave a croaking cry, and settled upon the body of Snowmane, digging in its claws, stooping its long naked neck."
such a wonderfully lovely and happy creature don't you think?  | |