From the Days of Morf (Avenging Knights accounts)

It all fell from mercy here, at the bottom of the world. They silently asked for cruelty, many voices that murmured like droplets of acid on steel in the dark. Their eyes, hideous burning eyes, brighten the Caves of Cabenook, on a path leading to even lower depths. This brave man walked unwaveringly without caring … Continue reading From the Days of Morf (Avenging Knights accounts)