The Pale Verdict
The ash had settled into the creases of my hands before I even reached the village, a fine, grey powder that rubbed away under my nails but returned as soon as I closed my fingers. I am Elias Thorne, physician to the minor lords of the Shire, and this is the final entry in the chronicle of my exile, written on the back of a ledger page torn from the satchel I carried into Oakhaven. My purpose...
0 Comments 0 Shares 1 Views 0 Reviews