vendredi 20 septembre 2019

Winter Tidings

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Jack Frost meets the Lone Centurion and assumes he's a myth like him, which he is, sort of.

"I've been waiting over 200 years for a sign," he sighed, glaring half-heartedly at the moon shining through the dusty skylight.

The man nodded empathetically, "I've been waiting, too. For much, much longer."

Words: 5938, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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