Fear of ink (6)
“You’re a fool,” sighed Lucy. “There are some things even I don’t mess with. Aeya is among those things.”
A creepy lady with a bushy tail for a Saturday doodles.
I can imagine her being as tall as a skyscraper. Unseen by the human eye. Floating down city streets. Peering in windows. Filling workers with dread. Draining their souls without them knowing. More so than their 9 to 5s…