All is red. Red is the sun as it kisses the horizon. Red are the clouds that cover the sky, red is the smoke that rises from the red flames. The ground is stained red, the vital fluid of a town’s population having poured across it. The water is thickened by the redness, as those… Continue reading Eternal Red
Author: Etheric Shadowdancer
"Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and good with ketchup."