sloaneohno:

verwho:

This is “Wolfwood”, a folded comic from earlier this year (some of the flow looks odd where folds were supposed to go, it’s not really formatted for web viewing)

the wolfmaids
in the wolfwood
weep

a sister went to man
to keep
her lily thighs
and ice dead eyes
a snare around his throat will creep

the maidenhead
bloody and red
slid sickly to her feet

gossip mad
of courtly ways
‘til bound and belly burdened
tore WOLFMOTHER
from ‘neath the sheets!

tore though tea room
bodice and lace
entrails were wolfmothers trace

“Love leave me not!”
the manchild cried
toss’d silver chain
all in vain
though sown
he would not reap

“to we”
was all the wolfmaids sigh
their small teeth white and neat

the wolfwood waxed
as birch tree crash
& family were again to meet

ice dead eyes in terror
their vicious claw
and drooling maw
rent wolfmother
womb to teat

thus
clear bright cry
pierced pitch night sky
the bitches of the wolfwood
a sister had to keep

um beauty wow

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