I was once a boy and not the leader of men that I have become. The future then was not as I had imagined. And the death that I have evaded for so long..
Dawns arrival brings with it the sounds of hushed business and small whisperings beyond the thin gohl-skinned tent. He lays there staring into the ape..
The old man walks with his son through the alleys and streets of Ador. How the years have passed, like petals falling from a Salarian tree. Soft pink ..
The long trek across the Northern Wastes has left her feet sore and numb. Cold winter has regaled the plain with impenetrable blowing snow. A distant ..