Veridium bathed in the amber glow of dusk, as Bellamy scampered through the narrow alleyways of the lower districts. His bare feet pressed against the cobblestones, his heart racing with anticipation, His mind clouded by fogginess as if something just happened prior before. Yet he couldn't remember. It was in these forgotten corners of the city that he found solace, away from the oppressive presence of the gods.
Whispers In Veridium Of The Puppeteer
Fantaisie · SomnusX3
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