I lie on his floor. Bleeding out, my stomach has been gutted by a centurions bladed claw. I choke on words because the blood is filling my lungs so I stop trying and wonder how I got here, how I came to know and love King Kurel.
I lie on his floor. Bleeding out, my stomach has been gutted by a centurions bladed claw. I choke on words because the blood is filling my lungs so I stop trying and wonder how I got here, how I came to know and love King Kurel.