You walk after a week in a fugue state to find yourself holding a ring made of seven different woods, crafted with stunning and impossible detail. Whatever had a hold of you has since departed, but you still have the ring.
shadows of the short days
You walk after a week in a fugue state to find yourself holding a ring made of seven different woods, crafted with stunning and impossible detail. Whatever had a hold of you has since departed, but you still have the ring.