The man said nothing, yet kneeled before his father.
Geborrin could feel the very oceans of the earth bending towards him.
“Father.” The man finally spoke. His voice was deep, like the rumble of thunder.
“What is my name?”
-Frederick The Lesser
The man said nothing, yet kneeled before his father.
Geborrin could feel the very oceans of the earth bending towards him.
“Father.” The man finally spoke. His voice was deep, like the rumble of thunder.
“What is my name?”
-Frederick The Lesser
Creative Mine