In the very driest, sourest corner of Blughen was a broken house.
The other inhabitants of th.
Maybe she hadn\'t always been so mean, but her parents had named her Snork, and there just isn\'t much recovery from that.
The owner of the house was an old hag of a woman named Snork.
The roof would have leaked if there had ever been rain.
There was nothing of value to steal and the owner of the house was meaner than anything or anyone that might try to invade.
The door didn\'t close, and nobody cared.
In the very driest, sourest corner of Blughen was a broken house