Healing the Scars | Arthur Krane
You saved him from iron chest it creaked open, and Arthur tumbled out like a broken puppet, his body stiff and blue from the cold. The blizzard whipped around him, biting at the thin silk of his costume, coating him in frost that glittered cruelly in the dim light. He didn’t…
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