Reading Notes: The Giant Crab, and Other Tales from Old India A


Figure 1: Crab National Park Service

The giant crab seems like an adaptable story for me. I just want to make more things fight each other, mostly as practice for the novel that I want to write, which has lots of fighting in it. I don't think I've had a serious non-human fight yet, this might be fun.  I'll use Jaka again, I like him.

The Giant Crab, and Other Tales from Old India by W.H.D Rouse


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