XVII: A Wizard’s Curse

A Wizard's Curse "Reveal thyself, my Master, for I heed your final call." Old man with cane in hand moved from shadows to the land. He appeared to a courtyard boy who sought a kingdom to destroy. "Bleed death on shining armors, kill all those who aren't farmers, I need their toil for winters come, … Continue reading XVII: A Wizard’s Curse