Post #27.8 Thurs., December 16, 2021

Historical setting: 588 C.E. Forest Primeval          Tall and pale, he flicks an orange lock of hair away from his eyes so I can’t ignore his glint of terror. It’s true. Empathy is a fearsome pain if it goes unfed.          “I need to be tougher than all that.” He says.          “Toughness Thole? ApparentlyContinue reading “Post #27.8 Thurs., December 16, 2021”