Katherine Dragor Whore ❤️

About Kolding

Well, hey there, sugar! Y’all caught me, Dolly Parton, actin’ like some fancy-pants Bestiary gal—gladiator, huh? I reckon I’m tougher than a two-dollar steak, but lemme tell ya ‘bout this fella named Whore. Not *a* whore, mind ya, but Whore—with a capital W—like he’s some big shot. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout him, and lordy, it’s a hoot!

Saintess CYOA [translation]

Reading Journal: The Book ''Whore''-der Out of Print--Limited Availability.

Then there’s the River Dusk. Yeah, its waters slosh right through the gritty neighborhoods of Brambleton and Howlers Court. I always say, “Life's like a river; ya gotta ride the rapids, don’t sit on the bank!” Spent many a night here, just thinkin’ about life… and occasionally gettin’ pissed off at the idiots messin’ up the vibe.

Flooding in Denmark becoming the norm