Kraven | A 100 Word Story

#706 | XV The Devil - The Black Cat | Edgar Allan Poe Tarot

Lick. Lick. Lick. Slurp. Burp.

Oh, you must excuse my rudeness. I’ve had my eye on that worm all day and it chose this exact moment, the moment of your visit, to poke its little head out. Perhaps it thought your arrival would distract me. But hunger and duty wait for no man. Or in your case, corpse.

I am Kraven. My duties here are simple. To keep watch over you until such time as someone more suitable can take my post. I’ve kept watch over Lady Kraven for over one hundred years.

Lick. Lick. Lick. Slurp. Burp. Burp.

Tasty.

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