Steel and Seawater. My last view was this strange hell Never Knowing Green My life is for Me It does not belong to You
By RJ Sansoucy6 months ago in Poets
There weren't always dragons in the valley. At least, not recently. Thrak surveyed the damage to the village. A burnt down cottage here, a charred corpse there.
By RJ Sansoucy4 years ago in Fiction
