Brass Animal Heads Novels & Stories

Which animal had this skin? Oh, the zebra! It was a zebra. I let out a breath. But then, why did I see a set of fingers? Why that? Maybe I was imagining things. Maybe I was. I turned on my heels and began to walk off when I saw two lions struggling to eat a piece of flesh. This time, it wasn’t flesh. I mean the flesh of a zebra. It was a head. A human head. They had torn the flesh off the head. The skull was beginning to show. What peeked my interest and also made me shudder was the shape of the head. It looked like a boy belonged to... it looked like it belonged to a child.

But something about his tone sent a chill crawling up my spine. I shouldn’t have opened it. But I did. I lifted the lid and everything inside me shattered. Three heads. Three decapitated, disfigured male heads, nestled in silk like they were twisted trophies. Each one frozen mid-scream, jaws slack, eyes bulging in terror. One had scorch marks along his temple, like something had been branded into his skin. Another was missing his tongue, just a bloodied hole where it used to be. The third had his eyes gouged out, lids torn and empty sockets gaping into hell.

These heads have curious features; they are human-like but they sport strange appendages like horns, pointy ears and extra eyes. “These glass heads are so lifelike,” said Alice as the others search for a place to hide. “Because we’re once alive,” said one to Alice. All of them have to slap their hands into their mouth so they won’t scream. “That woman did this,” another glass head muttered. “She wants our hearts, but she discarded the body and kept our heads for her collection,” another one growled. “And she will do the same to you,” a head near Alice said darkly.

The dog, if you could even call it that, was enormous. Cerberos had a wide and stout body like that of a pit bull’s, except this body stood at least ten feet tall. The three, fear-invoking heads, rose a few feet higher. Its skin was completely hairless, the dark, leather-like material stretched taut over sinew, muscle, and bone. Teeth as long and sharp as daggers emerged as each of the heads pulled back its ugly black lips in a show of hatred. Each head reminded James of a decomposing Doberman; ears flat back in agitation, black pits for eyes. The middle head barked a low bass-filled roar.

Cattle did not eat meat, why should a race that was clearly related to them in some fashion? The group approached a large building at the center of the city. It was not so massive in size as the Palace in Shamirha, but in scale it was most impressive indeed. Dark granite stones, well-fitted and polished, comprised the bulk of it. The main section was essentially a square, with a decorative tower on each corner. Tall, chimney-like structures, they were capped with low, pyramid-shaped tops that shone in the late afternoon light. They appeared to be gold. If so, Andric realized the sheer amount was of incredible value. What most impressed him, however, was the colossal statue that sat atop the

Clara gestured at a nearby stall where a handful of shriveled man’s heads hang from the eaves. Holly grabbed her arm and started leading her away hurriedly. “Yes, and from what I heard, those are real heads. That business has been going on for years and they insist they have permission from the royal capital of Notus. I don’t know what those big shots in the royal court are doing, but those are certainly not molded clays or sculptures.” Clara gulped as the vendor’s black slitted eyes met with hers and it was the kind of look that wasn’t fond of the word friendliness. So, she leashed her curiosity and decided to take in the fresh sight around them.

Chen Dongxu asked, "How's it going? What's the final result?" Shi Jianying licked his dry lips and said with some difficulty, "Director, the initial identification results show that there are no flaws in these six Animal Heads. They are very likely to be the genuine ones." Even though he did not want to admit it, but they could not find any flaws in these six bronze heads. He could not lie. Liu Qigong said, "We need special tools to further evaluate them and find out whether they are fake. "But one thing is certain. Even if these six Animal Heads are fake, they are definitely valuable."

Wang pondered for a moment before replying, "The pig head can be sold for 30 liang. It's not a high price, but you must understand, it's a rarity to find buyers for pig heads. People are tired of eating them. In comparison, the regular meat is mostly sold for 45 liang per catty." I turned to Zhong-dage, seeking his opinion. He nodded and explained, "Bellona, that's actually a good price for the pig head. As Mr. Wang mentioned, it's not a commonly sought-after item, and the market demand for it is low. But considering the lower cost and the opportunity to offer something unique, we could still make a profit from it." Taking Zhong-dage's words into consideration, I nodded in agreement. "I unde

One was covered in long fur and had three heads in one neck, one of the heads was gummed together with another one. The third creature was creeping over the man on the mask's shoulder. It looks like a combination of a monkey and a cat, and it too had bat wings. On closer examination of the art pieces, I noticed that the demons were not dancing, but praying to the person with the golden necklace. Each of the creatures held a sharp weapon in their hands. The picture was in black and white, you could see that it was an old picture. The other person in the middle had a stroke of gold light radiating from him. He had his head bowed and his hands grasped in prayer.

But that was not all On the shelves were live sized doll heads. Dozens and dozens of them. The heads were roughly decapitated, with red paint smeared around their necks and mouths to look like blood. Some had kitchen knives stuck through their skulls, others had their eyes removed. It was like walking into a serial killer's fantasy. "Moon goddess ," I whispered, covering my nose against the smell.