The Distant Ghost

ha aggiunto una foto Literature

2026-08-19 20:54:44 -

The Distant Ghost

The wind howled through the jagged teeth of the high pass, a sound like tearing silk that cut through the heavy wool of your cloak and settled deep in the marrow of your bones. You were not a warrior, nor a king, but the path had stripped you of titles until only the hunger remained, a hollow, echoing void that demanded to be filled with substance, with life, with the warm, pulsing reality of...

0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 1 Views 0 Anteprima