Sunday, April 10
Drinking Deeply from the Chalice of Midnight - Part 4d: The Tower Landing
Quintus stumbled out of the room, coughing in the smoke. An arrow bounced off his shield.“Ilmarė,” shouted Quintus. “Is that you?”
The Elorii stepped out of the smoke, arrow knocked. Something pulsed red at her throat.
“Ilmarė?” Quintus lowered his spear, confused. “Ilmarė? What’s wrong?”
The Elorii bit her lip. Her arms were shaking with emotion. [ MORE ]
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