A Knight’s Quest — Notes From Afar

By Hyperion aka Daniel I stood on the ramparts of age stained wooden beams looking over crenellations of a dying civilization without hope, over the heads of conquering hordes, lazy in their days, preparing for the terrors of night. Beyond the smell of decayed greed And displaced honor was a road, in a winding valley […]

A Knight’s Quest — Notes From Afar

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