toe knee

“I wasn’t just going to abandon you, Carl,” Donut said. “Who do you think I am? Miss Beatrice?”
― Matt Dinniman, The Dungeon Anarchist's Cookbook

“Isn’t it etched on the doors to the next floor down?” “No,” I said. “It’s a massive kua-tin.”
― Matt Dinniman, The Dungeon Anarchist's Cookbook

“They were all gone. All I had left in this world was right here. Mongo soon started to snore. I could feel Donut’s warmth against the back of my neck. She breathed softly, oblivious of all that had occurred tonight. This, I thought, this is my family.”
― Matt Dinniman, Carl's Doomsday Scenario

“Enchanted Mongoliensis Saddle. Adjusted to fit Cat species.”
― Matt Dinniman, The Dungeon Anarchist's Cookbook