Forty-two winters. Every scar worn like a medal.
He has buried too many brothers to waste a single breath.
So he laughs, he feasts, he stays.
Come sit by the ember.
Brennan Ember, Pl. I
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He has buried too many brothers to waste a single breath.
So he laughs, he feasts, he stays.
Come sit by the ember.
Brennan Ember, Pl. I
sethmopsanchez.art
#art #knightart #oc