Your Whispering Homunculus: At the Horse Fair, Part 1
“Blessed Lord, I was at the window today looking into the streets.” “Foolish insect, keep your face from the window, I cannot risk losing another house to the flames.” “I beg forgiveness master, but my eyes were drawn to the steeds men use, and it gave me an idea…” A trusty mount of many an […]
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