(from Lone Wolf #1: Flight From the Dark, 1984)
My copy of this book still bears the pencil marks of its previous owner, who apparently was a “Mastir of the Quaterstaff.”
The above demise was submitted by a kind reader whose Tumblr name was lost because I didn’t realize that the platform doesn’t archive direct messages or replies. (So shoot me a line, and I’ll give credit where credit is due.)
Do you have a favorite user-decided demise you’d like to see here? Message me and I’ll see what I can do! It’s certainly easier than trying to locate the wayward box of COYA books in my attic, where the temperatures for the past three weeks have approached stellar core levels.
(via crushallhumans)
