choctows

Updated: January 26, 2026

Then I rose, and gazed complacently at my work. Yes, it was well done, excellently done, in fact. The most expert strangler of the Choctows could have done no better. Those purpling lines about the throat, those darker clots where my thumbs had left their signs, could not have been more intelligently placed.

Harris Dickson - The Black Wolf's Breed: A Story of France in the Old World and the New, happening: in the Reign of Louis XIV