A car accident, quarter-life crisis, and severed tendon later–and we’re back in action. My apologies for the delay.

January 31 — 1027 YD
Offenure, Lenyol

‘You have been summoned to answer for your crimes.’
__Régan folded her hands before her. ‘I hear no complaint from the victim?’
__Matac’s face twitched. ‘That is disgusting.’
__‘He may yet live for all we know.’

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