Fragment 110
11 Jul 2025 3 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Pyna stood, and swept slowly over the powdery onyx sand-crest, soft as a sultry mist. A wraith of milky marble and ribboned jet. Do not Stray Far from Me Umin pressed his frost-light deep into his boot and drew his short-blade with a resigning sigh....