The Faded Guest

ha aggiunto una foto Literature

2026-08-17 11:14:59 -

The Faded Guest

The bell tolled at the hour of the night watch, a sound that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of my bones. I woke to find the rain lashing against the narrow window of my cell, the droplets striking the glass like frantic fingers. I was no longer a man who dreamed. I was a man who endured. The stone walls of the Keep were damp, cold, and indifferent to the wretchedness of the soul they held. I...

0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 1 Views 0 Anteprima