“I am a witch. I have plucked snowdrops at Midwinter, died at my own choosing, and wept for a nightingale. Now I am beyond prophecy. I have crossed three times nine realms to find you, my lord. And I find you at play, forgetful.”
I nearly jumped out of my seat when Vasya said this. *clap clap
— Jan 17, 2021 04:31AM
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