Report, if you have a problem with this page“ He was naked as a jaybird and covered in filth. He moved towards her with the same eerie grace that he had scaled the side of the barn, stopping to sniff the wind and look suspiciously around...His eyes were not yellow now; they were as black as his hair. ”
Shirley A. Martin
From : Bengalo Moon: Jook and Gypsies Vol. 2
