The scales of victory tipped in the Empress’s favor, she sat atop in her dais when she heard the news from one of her lancers, Abeian Lextal. Smiling an icy, victorious smile, it breathed new life into her that she had almost forgotten. Things have felt so dreary and mundane, only to be restricted by the boundsContinue reading “30 Days of Writing Prompts – Day 9 Whiskey”
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Still Foxes 