A Precise Grief
I used to skip the scenes where characters got broken. Now I’m the one holding the pen.
Characters/Meda
Meda I: A Kingdom Before The Fall
A droning hum spiralled—and inside the vibration, the rhythmic tread of thirty thousand men.
I used to skip the scenes where characters got broken. Now I’m the one holding the pen.
A droning hum spiralled—and inside the vibration, the rhythmic tread of thirty thousand men.