For Sale

Ah. Well played, good sir. But you must understand. I am not your enemy. Well, fuck it, you know I'm your enemy. I'm my own enemy. I've got a lot of sins to atone for, according to many. Well, that's not why I call for you. In a perfect world, you and I would share a skin of wine and laugh all of this away. I wouldn't have been named Kingslayer, and my sweet sister and I would live in peace. But I've said too much. The world is engulfed in fire, not clouds. Clouds are an illusion. Clouds give way to a blue sky, or a darkened rainy sky that shows more honesty in itself than the sun. I wish it were different. You are stubborn like I am. I'm angry, and I'm tired. But I must find you. And you know why. Sorry, old friend. I will find you.
* Location: Riverrun
* it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests. And don't mention the stump.
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