by Lori R. Lopez
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Copyright © 2012 by Lori R. Lopez
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THE BONE MAN radiated evil so profound, it steamed from his pores and nostrils in an aura of depravity. Adept at manipulation, he regarded the prisoners he had acquired as playthings.
The clan's present conflict surmounted their usual challenges of hunting, foraging, protecting against predatory beasts, harsh weather and terrain. Such rigors were minor compared to the malignance within their band.
Seldom did they squabble. Duties and mates were the prime causes of disputes. But that was before Bone Man stepped from darkness, a figure of terror, rife with skeletal fragments of the conquered adorning his flesh. Wearing a nightmare visage, he seized control by murdering their leader as he slept, then feasting on his tissue. The ogre could have killed them all, he was that fierce. Instead he preferred to eliminate them at his leisure. When his belly rumbled, another would die. His appetite was huge. And he never dozed, alertly ogling them, reaping the mortals to satisfy his cravings.