Acsel shot upright into a sitting position.
‘Where am I?’
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Poetry and Fiction
Acsel shot upright into a sitting position.
‘Where am I?’
Continue reading “Two | The End of a Kingdom”
āIām afraid the wall is breached, your Majesty.ā Carolyn said as clearly and plainly as she could, all things considered, as she stood in the great big doorframe to the great big chamber of the king.