A stranger in a place
like this was not one he
found to be taken lightly.“What business carries
you here?”

♘—>>“Passing through,” came the curt reply,
followed by another downing of his wineskin.
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I forged myself from a wreckage of stars.
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A stranger in a place
like this was not one he
found to be taken lightly.“What business carries
you here?”

♘—>>“Passing through,” came the curt reply,
followed by another downing of his wineskin.
| · thracixn · v; medieval · |
This man seemed to be a fool if he knew not the ground that lay under him. The shadow that loomed over them both. One he...
