Wielder of Names 5-99
Chapter: 5
“Here is my sword,” said Intra. “Your semiotics cannot contain it. Its blade is made of gloaming steel, look how it whispers!”
“But Lord Intra,” said the assembled, “You have no sword!”
“So it is,” said Intra.
-Psalms
This is an amazing story. Thanks for sharing this crazy story
What stylish asymmetry, what magnificent volume! For one named “Beggar Knight” the midnight cloud which halos her countenance is truly well-kept and marvelously groomed. A head of hair for all to behold! A testament to the beauty of the afro!