The Wistful Incense

ha aggiunto una foto Literature

2026-08-24 00:40:08 -

Elias, the wind is against you, the squire said, though there was no wind to speak of, only the heavy, stagnant air of the great hall that tasted of damp stone and old iron. Elias Thorne did not look up from the tallow candle he held in his trembling hand, the wax pooling on his knuckles, a thick, yellow sludge that stained the skin a deep, bruised ochre. He was forty-five years old, a number...

0 Commenti 0 condivisioni 1 Views 0 Anteprima