Looking Without Seeing

Failyne bit into the dirt, trying not to scream. The brown grass crackled as Khanakh knelt beside her. "Look at me, sorceress." His tenor voice oozed venom. "It can all be over. Your power will be mine, and there is nothing you can do about it. The sooner you admit it, the better for both... Continue Reading →

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