the glittering skin and entrails of beasts not commonly found and their killers - MajorBeans DD FIC
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c/w wound fucking/ intox/ light dubcon/ and a whole lot of blood [also questionable very light refrence to canniablism potentially?]
When he was young, Joel was told stories about unicorns. Majestic creatures of the wood, glittering and dazzling and untameable with magical healing and purification powers said to be able to cure any illness with their single spiral horn. To a hunter of their small village, there would be no greater trophy, no greater prize, no greater accomplishment than harvesting a unicorn horn. And now… That very horn - glittering and pearlescent in the dead of night like the glow of the moon, spiralling roughly like a wizened oak trunk, devoid of any elegance or smoothness that is in the stories - pierces the chest of the hunting party's leader. The tip punctures through his back, and drips red. He was the last one standing bar Joel.
