There was a man in the healing pavilion, with raven-dark lashes splayed over paper-thin skin. Never stirring, never flinching, he remained ensorcelled in a slumber so deep not even the greatest of Lan healers could wake him.
There was a man in the healing pavilion, with raven-dark lashes splayed over paper-thin skin. Never stirring, never flinching, he remained ensorcelled in a slumber so deep not even the greatest of Lan healers could wake him.