Thatcher and Dawthy Meet (An Undead Oz Excerpt)

    It looked like a scarecrow. It had a raggedy canvas head, with great black circles where the eyes would be, and jagged scribbled stitches making the lines of the mouth. It wore a ratty fedora and jacket, patched and fraying and smelling slightly of mold, and the trousers were torn off just belowContinue reading “Thatcher and Dawthy Meet (An Undead Oz Excerpt)”