It's coming to that time of year again when summer's heat still lingers among the hanging moss but autumn's bitter air is beginning to settle in. That's when the Egesgríma are at their calmest and the forests suddenly become everyone's favourite place to travel through as if they've already forgotten the red spring and pale summer.
You'd think that the bone ladders they hang from the trees would be enough of a reminder that they haven't suddenly become tame or civil, they're just getting tired and sluggish from all the meat they've consumed. Still, people will gladly forget tragedies if it means they can live a little dangerously.
Humans are, at their core, idiotic thrill-seekers. It's one of our most exploitable weaknesses and the main reason why our Egesgríma are particularly well-fed compared to the less inhabited regions. We blast the names of their victims through the papers, through our social media and put the "trap" in "tourist trap" by making our county mysterious, dangerous and the perfect place to be adventurous...
You'd think that the bone ladders they hang from the trees would be enough of a reminder that they haven't suddenly become tame or civil, they're just getting tired and sluggish from all the meat they've consumed. Still, people will gladly forget tragedies if it means they can live a little dangerously.
Humans are, at their core, idiotic thrill-seekers. It's one of our most exploitable weaknesses and the main reason why our Egesgríma are particularly well-fed compared to the less inhabited regions. We blast the names of their victims through the papers, through our social media and put the "trap" in "tourist trap" by making our county mysterious, dangerous and the perfect place to be adventurous...
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