Unoccupied Territory, Argoan-Capricornian Border No matter how hard Atienna scrubbed, the blood wouldn’t come off. Rubbing her gloves against the overgrowth eating away at the stream bank failed her as did plunging her gloved hands into the stream’s icy depths. All it did was numb her hands to the point where they felt as ifContinue reading “15.4: Advisor, 0101 Distance Pain”
Six Chances 