Ah. I see the faint fingers of a new dawn filling the night air. My Ursala has again left me to sit here in this dungeon cell another day. So be it.
Ah. I see the faint fingers of a new dawn filling the night air. My Ursala has again left me to sit here in this dungeon cell another day. So be it.I hear your thoughts, Pilgrim.
I hear your thoughts, Pilgrim.Why do I slowly wither away in this dungeon? Did my tiny Ursala and I fail in our struggles against The Evil from Afar? Did treachery and deceit end our noble cause? Did I, in the end, never find out what dark secrets lay waiting to be discovered in the far past?
Why do I slowly wither away in this dungeon? Did my tiny Ursala and I fail in our struggles against The Evil from Afar? Did treachery and deceit end our noble cause? Did I, in
