The figure steps forward, clad in robes of spun starlight. A drop of fresh morning dew glimmers on a ring on his finger as he gracefully extends a hand in greeting, flashing a capricious grin. Something tells you not to look him in the eye.
The figure steps forward, clad in robes of spun starlight. A drop of fresh morning dew glimmers on a ring on his finger as he gracefully extends a hand in greeting, flashing a capricious grin. Something tells you not to look him in the eye.