Dead Things Part 1 – The Smell of Rotting Fish

Imagine if you belonged to a species that was routinely fished for and consumed by other species. I don’t mean “fished for” in the modern day digital sense, as in the common “phishing scam”, but a more literal sense such as with a fishing hook, sharp talons or pointy beak. This would be an utterly terrifying way to live out your existence. Continue reading »