Left at the top of the staircase leading to Castle Olreander, just at the foot of the door, was a small crystal vial filled to the brim with vintage blood...half-icyenic blood, upon closer inspection, a few thousand years old. Strung along with the vial was a letter, with a single "
" scrawled upon it.
Thoughtcrime doesn't entail death. Thoughtcrime IS death.
- Last edited on 15-Aug-2016 12:50:40 by ResonantEcho