Once upon a time in a great forest there roamed a terrible hunter. He was fearsome and looked like Kala, the Mrityudevata. Everyday he would set up his snare, catch birds of the forest in droves, kill them all, and sell them for their flesh. This was his daily routine. And he continued to ply his cruel trade day after day, for a long long time. | Once upon a time in a great forest there roamed a terrible hunter. He was fearsome and looked like Kala, the Mrityudevata. Everyday he would set up his snare, catch birds of the forest in droves, kill them all, and sell them for their flesh. This was his daily routine. And he continued to ply his cruel trade day after day, for a long long time. |