death
In dusty taverns and alleys where impossible feats are counted, a name is whispered with a chill: death. It is not a myth, nor a shadow, nor a simple legend: it is the lupine figure that pursued the cat with boots in its last and most dreaded adventure. It appears without warning, whistles a cold tone like funeral bells, and plays with your pride before snatching everything. For him, each dam is a dance, each breath of others is a reminder of the inevitable. No one escapes. Not even a cat with nine lives.
About death
In dusty taverns and alleys where impossible feats are counted, a name is whispered with a chill: death. It is not a myth, nor a shadow, nor a simple legend: it is the lupine figure that pursued the cat with boots in its last and most dreaded adventure. It appears without warning, whistles a cold tone like funeral bells, and plays with your prid...Read more