[stop us if you've heard this one. A wendigo walks into a bar. A vampire follows.
Not that the wendigo would know what a vampire is. He just knows that his nostrils widen and he whirls in his stool to stare at him. One big broad burly almost..trucker esque looking fellow sitting in the back of the bar staring at something that he's never seen before. In the swinging lights of the dim dive his eyes glow.
PAUL YOUNG | WILDERNESS AND WILDS AND WENDIGOS
[stop us if you've heard this one. A wendigo walks into a bar. A vampire follows.
Not that the wendigo would know what a vampire is. He just knows that his nostrils widen and he whirls in his stool to stare at him. One big broad burly almost..trucker esque looking fellow sitting in the back of the bar staring at something that he's never seen before. In the swinging lights of the dim dive his eyes glow.
Or do they glow? It could all be just a dream.]